i see thy technical point and can verily see her servic...i mean 'millenium of bliss and rapture'.... stud on her forehead with mine own eyes. More to the point she is still brutish, if thou liketh to call strength and majesty that. And still a Space Marine. But mortal child telleth me now - what doth thy empty word 'once' mean within the Eye of Terror? What doth it mean anywhere for that matter? The endless dance we call war has neither beginning nor end, neither past nor future. There is only the bliss of Now - and the ever-growing crescendo of the song of Her who Thirsts. And ...occasionally...heals.
My highest commendations to the artist btw. Remton, thou deserve to be canonised. It is my favourite picture. It captures the essence of a Chaos Marine of Slaanesh. <3 the eyes.