The snake ceased his attempts to clear a path when the Tulmhainar sank down, coiling just beyond the reach of the gas around her and bowing his head at last to the ancient world-turtle's wishes, though his heart was heavy as he did so. I hope your next world is kinder to you than this one was, he wished her gravely. Though the creature was a stranger, still he grieved her passing for the loss of knowledge, of potential, of light that she could have brought to the world, if only there had been a way for her species to coexist upon the same planet.
But... the gas... I could not see a way through to his chamber, he admitted. And even if I found it again, I do not think he'd leave. Do you know of any way to purify this poison, and these plants that make it, so we may safely reach him?
But... the gas... I could not see a way through to his chamber, he admitted. And even if I found it again, I do not think he'd leave. Do you know of any way to purify this poison, and these plants that make it, so we may safely reach him?
