Contempt. The sun was rising high over the Torpaline Coast, waves gently washing over expanses of sand, stone and sea glass. The wind danced inland, drawing whitecaps on waves and swirling leaves in the surrounding jungle. It all felt so good!
Lucienne sighed as she lay sprawled on the beach, the warm caress of sand on her back and the gentle caress of the sun on her skin and scales. She enjoyed such days when they came. There were no visitors, expected or not, her daughter Liela was back from her meal. That was a sad thought for a moment, a brief reminder of her past; though she knew she had changed. She couldn't blame the child, though she did enforce guests and locals should remain unharmed. Oh but now wasn't the time for thoughts of her family or their eating habits, it was a day of sun and relaxation.
The Sea Krait Naga shifted a bit, stretching out her long and beautifully colored st