If you stand by the sea on a breezy autumn day, and look out across the waves as they crash upon the shore, it is just possible that in the far distance you will see a vast, translucent, bending shape appear, curving up from the depths of the seabeds beneath
This is Nixsa, and his kingdom lies in the depths of the oceans, and the rivers of the earth.
He is Lord of the Element Water, and resides under the jurisdiction of the Archangel Gabriel, his Master.
Whenever Gabriel is called upon for protection, Nixsa will rise up beside him, fluid and changing, tremulous in power, as he waits in shafts of spray to do his bidding.
Together they direct and control the movement of rain, the ebb and flow of the tides, and the instinctive responses upon the earth.
Those who see Nixsa, say he is a swirling, majestic figure of brooding intensity.
His hair is long and flowing, touched with the shine of dampened seaweed, and splashed with tentacles of silver and grey.
His eyes are luminous droplets, quivering in movement, reflecting the echo of a century of tears, and he spreads around him a cloak, the colour of kelp, edged with white foam from the breakers of the sea.
Nixsa can be as gentle and malable as a limpid pool, or dancing and light as a cascading river, but he too can raise the breakers of the oceans high up to the heavens, as wild and untamed as an unrelenting storm.
If we catch his glance, we are told his shimmering eyes will return our gaze in shrouded mystery, entrancing and hypnotic, as slowly he draws from deep within us an unknown latent tenderness that sleeps imprinted upon our dreams.
And as he speaks we hear the murmer of distant rushing rivers, flowing in his voice.
With a haunting echo in his command, Nixsa calls up from the oceans the tiny elemental beings, known as the Undines of his kingdom.
They shower in droplets around him; minute, silvery slivers of water; dainty, joyeous creatures that dance with the dolphin, and swirl with the mermaids and fish of the sea.
We are told that if we look carefully, we might just see them cascading in streams as they ripple from the hillsides, sleeping in shells amongst the rock pools of the shore, or riding in gaiety on the backs of the foaming waves of the tides.