| And when she found the ancient tome whose skin sent sibilant shivers through her she slept secretly, pages pressed against her heart to dream of nāginī and the undulating sea. But when she could bear it no longer, this separation of story and soul, she opened her throat and swallowed it taking the serpent’s slow and slippery slide inside of her. |
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