In the midst of the fading midday heat, there stood a serpent woman upon the balcony of her palace. With sharp and longing eyes, she gazed out at the forest shrouded in thick mist. Like a veil concealing untouched secrets, the mist created an atmosphere both tense and captivating, ensnaring the heart. Her glistening skin caught the feeble rays of the sun, attempting to pierce the silence, casting a faint shadow that merged with the lush, green foliage. From her lofty vantage point, she sensed the slow pulse of nature, reminding her of this forest's former glory. Her deep, regret-laden gaze seemed to reflect contemplation of the changes encroaching upon the land she ruled, while still holding onto hope for immortality and the remnants of strength within the silent wilderness.
'Elder sister, I have arrived,' came a voice from behind Bella.
