Chapter 144 The Color of Death

Night Owl 858 words

My breath caught in my throat.

My entire body went stiff like stone, the hairs on my arms standing upright as my mind screamed at me to move, but my limbs refused. The snake lay curled just inches from my face, its beady eyes locked on mine. Its tongue flicked in...

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