• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 07


An alabaster serpent
scales shimmering
rose up through the depths
of a churning sea.

Two sisters of the same mother saw
saw the forked tail
ruffled crown
snapping jaw.
As the sea churned dark, wide, wild,
the serpent smiled,
stretched out a perfect paw
breathing fire so cool and white
it burned,
inviting them to fly.

Two sisters heard the serpent call
its pearl teeth agleam
and the skies so wild, so wide.

As the sea churned
One chose to ride.
One wondered why.