Scale Button Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

The change was swift, violent, and by the time he emerged, he was no longer a man. A massive cobra—over thirteen feet long—rose from the lake’s surface, its dark blue scales gleaming under the moonlight. Each individual scale was smooth yet deadly, edged like finely cut obsidian. His body was thick with muscle, powerful enough to constrict and snap bones with ease. The hood around his head flared wide, a deep, intimidating crest that added to his menacing size.

The red scales unlike anything I had seen before, hints of gold looked as if they were painted fresh daily. As I turned my arm over, I could see where it looked as if two tail ends were touching. Resting in the middle was a circle, clearly it was made in the image of the moon. Plopping myself down on the couch to stop my pacing, I traced my tattoo gently with my fingertips. Tadeas had a matching tattoo also on his left wrist. They were simple, elegant, and powerful, I thought. It was hard to explain, having this on my wrist allowed me to feel as if he was always with me.