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Posted: 2018-02-03 17:45:29
by Sleepyhead97 - Size: 1280x2604
- Source: wrenzephyr2.deviantart.co...athered-Serpent-727635789
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She had vague memories of another time, another place, even another person. A young Asian woman walking out of a merchant's shop. She was surrounded by structures of stone and metal piled high unto the heavens and packed so closely that one could not see the forest beyond their forms. She remembered the woman holding the golden earrings, the ones that now jingled beneath her ears. She saw the person put them on... then everything fell away. She had awoken in her room, the other priestesses hurriedly trotting about making preparations. She remembered confusion... she remembered the tan color of her skin surprising her. She stood from her bed, the strange outfit she had been wearing slowly becoming a faded dream as she tried to get the attention of the bustling women. They did not respond, merely giving her the garments she now wore, the golden crown upon her head, but gave not a word in answer to her questions. However, those questions soon too began to fade to dream as she got dressed, it was an important day, a wonderful day...
Her mind was returned to the present as a cacophony of hisses cut through the air, the children of the God singing delight for his glorious day. She stood before the altar, bowing her head as it was He who must see her first, the ritual must be perfectly executed. Her lips quivered, trying to contain her smile, all other thoughts and concerns had left her, memories of that distant land evaporated as she heard the gentle grind of scales slithering over smooth stone surround her in a large circle. The prayers from the others down below became silenced as she could feel his breath upon her. She looked up, her golden eyes glinted as the sun rose above the shrine. Her heart leapt with joy as the coiling tail grew closer. A curtain of feathers surrounded her, obscuring the rest of the world from them,
The mighty Feathered God, and his devout, loving wife.
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