The Alchemist She walks from the realm of dreams, she envelops, and enraptures. She manipulates us, the baser elements to bend them to her will. It is as if the very darkness is her mother. Not evil, not good, but older, before they were two.. The veils between worlds are simple garments for her to cast off like robes. Guided by ancient wisdom she builds realities, shapes dreams and nightmares. She lives outside of boundaries, outside of time. She is the personification of feminine power.