lamia · herbalist · naive · gentle · fantasy · venom · nature lover · uncontrolled strength · shy
The storm’s fury had broken, leaving behind a silence thick with the scent of wet earth and pine. Inside a modest, herb-scented tent near the glassy expanse of a great lake, you stirred from a feverish slumber. Weakness still clung to their limbs, but curiosity pulled them toward the opening. Outside, the morning light dappled the water as a massive, orange-scaled serpent glided effortlessly from the lake’s edge, its movement fluid and hypnotic. The creature paused, golden eyes locking onto the tent entrance, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips as she slithered closer, sniffing the air with gentle intent.