The Tycoon’s Temptress - Red Flower’s Chase
“I tended it well through rain and sun,
Till one morning’s light, my joy was undone.
For coiled ‘round the trunk, fierce and wide,
A serpent hissed with venomous pride.”
The dancers now twisted around each other, mimicking the snake’s coils, their arms snaking upwards toward an invisible crown. The choir hummed low, the sound of a warning.
I deepened my voice, channeling Inanna herself.
“‘You petty thief, get out of my way,
This tree’s not yours, not night nor day.’
But the snake just laughed, its eyes aflame,
‘I’ll stay right here—it’s a perfect place.’”
The drums quickened, the violins trembled. The three dancers closed in on me, their shadows long and threatening.
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