Behold, before your eyes the Thunder Dryad. All mighty childish queen of the sky.
So ancient, so full of power. Etheric is her body, satiric her spirit.
Ecstatic is her kiss.
Just for amusement, she will play with your life, your heart and your soul,
Under her thunder, you'll dance like a fool.
Oh, you should trust that she would never miss.
Once she was bored and gave us fires, to build empires,
To turn a wolf into a dove, she simply invented love,
There is no place, no moment, where you'd be safe from her.
Oh One day you would hear her tingling laugh, like an exquisite disaster,
Mocking you in the wind, with singing severity,
She would make you whole or she would take it all,
Cause she means fatality and knows no mercy.

The Thunder Dryad is my interpretation of the concept of Fatality. I chose to link her to thunder and lightning because of the french expression "un coup de foudre", which means that love just stroke you.
I really hope you would enjoy this vision.
Thank you