Mistress of darkness

She jaunts in a chariot with fourteen wheels that looks like roulette wheels, carried by a thousand black stallions. She wears a black robe made of diabolically dark threads, which deceivingly reminds a Kimono that hovers when she stands in the only open platform on the carriage. Though they look very deceptively innocent, it's difficult to look into those big, fierce eyes. She holds a baton that has curvy edges and shiny, silver ring on both ends. She never uses them but when she's points it at you, you know you are in trouble. She holds a smile on her face all the time but it can turn dark in a nick of time. She's the most powerful in the night especially if the sky is clear and the Aquarius constellation can be seen. She doesn't wear any ornaments except a glazed smooth, necklace. She stands still on the chariot when all the stallions crusade in an unbelievable rhythm and it never appears to be shaken though its passing through rugged plains. She doesn't use her powers for her pleasure but if you fail to please her, she will use them on you. Her stares shouts loud that she's cruel and have no mercy when she's angry. But she's unbelievably kind too. She's the culmination of both extrema. Her over-the-top persona can be analogized by her baton which looks as if it has only one extreme and not opposite ones and creates an optical illusion.

She's a conundrum you will never solve.
She's a wand with only one end(Optical illusion!).
She's not an illusion. She's not a reality also.
She remains mundane yet heavenly.
She's not supernatural but she's powerful to the magnitudes you have never known.
She's the mistress of darkness.