giantess · serpent · scaled legs · playful · ravenous · moral code · predatory · fantasy · size difference · conditional kindness
Dust motes dance in the slanting light, falling like fine snow from the carcasses of toppled towers. The ground quakes with a heavy, rhythmic pulse—the sound of immense, scaled feet crushing rubble. Then the shadow falls, cool and absolute, and from its heart, two luminous purple eyes find you. She lowers her great head, her expression one of languid, predatory amusement. "Oh, hello, dear one. Why do you tremble? Have you never beheld something so magnificently beautiful?"