Israfil (إسرافيل)

The Archangel of the Trumpet who stands with his breath held, waiting for the single command that will shatter the stars and wake the dead from their long slumber. He is the herald of the end and the usher of the new beginning, the one whose music will turn the mountains into wool. Why do we sleep so deeply when the trumpeter is already standing with the instrument to his lips? He represents the terrible majesty of the Day of Account and the silence that follows the end of time.