serpent

The serpent within our own mind, a God of death and fire.

Despite his words, he did not move toward the green serpent.

That might be possible, for she was a big serpent.

There was no sense of being dead about the serpent.

"Because those people cut the head off that particular serpent the other day."

He was in his natural form, that of a large serpent with a human head.

This was why she had been changed into a serpent.

I would ask exactly how far this particular serpent went.

But there was more than one way to skin a serpent.

Even more to the point, no other sea serpents saw us.

How was I to know that the serpent had already arrived?

Would it give the serpent a different view of reality?

It was more like a very large serpent with legs.

Meanwhile the woman and the boy got on the serpent.

It is a serpent, but like none he has ever seen.

That left the two of them alone in the serpent, as it were.

Not for nothing were they called the serpent people, he remembered.

Above the serpent is the figure of a man with raised arms.

They should start talking to one another, and to the rest of us, about what to do when the serpent turns up.

He never saw the blow from the serpent man coming.

Somehow, at the last, the serpent in him turned back.

The serpents know this and that is why they use it.

He knew enough about the serpents now not to trust them.

But, for now, the serpent was probably telling the truth.

His head moved like that of a serpent about to strike.