Things that slither


The dragon was always lurking in the shadows slithering through his way that gives him his menacing aura, which is only enhanced by his half open lids, creepy looks.. he stand tall to only breathe out the swirling smoke from a fire that the ages have taken away from him... a legend that can't be sustained as the legacy is depleted. 

There is sunken snake that slithers its way up to the surface, despite the depth of the sea in which it dwells, 
it manages to find its way when the waves settle and the silence washes in, i have been always good at weighing it down and having it sink again, but this time it comes up dragging new creatures along with it; ones i haven’t seen before but ones that scare me more than the snake himself..



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