Iron Serpent Chronicles
"When looked at with more than human eyes, you will notice that the line is not actually unsteady. But rather, a weaving of reds, oranges, yellows, and the thinnest black line. The line has been braided."
The back of my head buzzed.
"Both Taryk and Atlas can see the differentiations in color, they say," Ransom said.
I patted both their animal heads. The fur on both, while soft, was very different in texture. I let my fingers play in their coats while I sorted my thoughts.
"Do you think I'm one of these snakes?" I asked.
Tenny chuckled. "Maybe not directly, but I would assume you are a descendant of this particular snake's line."
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