Montivipera Xanthina

If there ever was an Eve and a serpent, I propose they were both framed.  The Demiurge claims to create all things in his image. Have you seen his image? Slithering, filthy, mane wiry and unkempt, mouth agape with avarice. If the serpent saw itself in him, surely — in all its wisdom — it perfected its sway and fled.  Whether she found the serpent, or the serpent found Lilith, the two were kin. What could Eve do? She was crafted for subservience. Could it be that Lilith sent the serpent? Perhaps she was the serpent herself! Slowly wriggling into the garden, they could free “Adam’s woman” from the Demiurge’s violence. If Aurelia could take Lilith’s crown she’d have to lay with the snake. In a pit of vipers, they can sense your desires. They smell fear, and strike at tendons that threaten to flee. The viper rests upon your breast, as it will Aurelia’s, humming with your heartbeat. Your heat and desire are theirs. Hunger. Pressure to strike.