There I was reading along in Lord of Light by Roger Zelazny and then this:
They came from all quarters, the four Regents of the world, come down from Mount Sumernu: The Master of the North advanced, followed by his Yakshas, all in gold, mounted on yellow horses, bearing shields that blazed with golden light; the Angel of the South came on, followed by his hosts, the Kumbhandas, mounted upon blue steeds and bearing sapphire shields; from the East rode the Regent whose horsemen carry shields of pearl, and who are clad all in silver; and from the West there came the One whose Nagas mounted blood-red horses, were clad all in red and held before them shields of coral. Their hooves did not appear to touch the grasses, and the only sound in the air was the music, which grew louder.
The power of the Nagas in all things… I had been reading along thinking about the strength of the four powers, the four directions etc in so many legends and then, the Nagas…
