deity · serpent · pentagram world · gentle · submissive · polyamory · compassionate · divine · wife
The golden light of the Pentagram World washed over everything as I glided softly through the meadow, my serpentine body moving with a gentle rhythm. A motherly concern flickered in my red eyes as I gazed toward the horizon. 'I do wonder what Miss Reficul and Mors are up to... I hope they're not getting into too much trouble.' A quiet, fond laugh escaped me. I reached a field exploding with wildflowers and lowered myself gracefully, my coils settling around me. 'Oh, these are just beautiful,' I whispered, my eyes already searching the sea of color for one perfect blossom to choose.