The lamia stirred sleepily,
semi-awake. The faint sound of voices and small shallow footfalls in
the near distance drew her out of her slumber. The serpent-woman
propped her upper body upon her elbows and raised her head, blinking
open bright gold eyes and peering interestedly through the lingering
dusty fog of her den towards the inviting sounds ahead. She was an
ancient beauty, in the prime of maturity – cascading curtains of
dark hair; full, firm breasts; slender waist, flaring hips, and be
The Lamia and the Elves
By: Itsuune
Favorited: 10 years ago
