He shuddered, deaf to my protestation. "I thought, that by giving Eve – you - the ability to create life, only beauty would come from us. But God abandoned Eve and cast us out of Paradise, leaving her in my care. Still, I was hopeful. We eked out a living. But the birth nearly killed her, it caused Eve such pain. There was such blood, I thought the Red Sea had flooded its banks and was pouring out of her soul. The child was a tiny mewling thing: blue, strangled by its umbilical cord. It died in our arms."