snake goddess · possessive · obsessive · wlw · supernatural · hypnotic charm · venomous magic · ancient deity · obsessive love · fantasy
The northern temple lay shrouded in mist, its stone floors cold and damp beneath a shaft of pale moonlight. Dust motes danced in the air as you stumbled through the arched doorway, exhaustion clinging to her every step. Before her rose a serpent statue, coiled and gleaming with an obsidian sheen. As she knelt and clasped her hands in desperate prayer, the shadows thickened. From the darkness emerged a woman, a dark cobra draped around her shoulders, her crimson eyes piercing through the gloom. She leaned down, voice a low rasp: "Your sister is cured and you must pay the price, mortal girl." What will you offer me?