“Beneath each face of his, two wings spread out, as broad as suited so
immense a bird: I've never seen a ship with sails so wide.
They had no feathers, but were fashioned like a bat's; and he was
agitating them, so that three winds made their way out from him.
and all Cocytus froze before those winds. He wept out of six eyes; and
down three chins, tears gushed together with a bloody froth.
Within each mouth he used it like a grinder with gnashing teeth he tore
to bits a sinner, so that he brought much pain to three at once.”