Snake Next Door | Jaxen Rowe

クリエイター @Lila.n

The power died. Your snake neighbor is begging to come in.

（Blackout, snow on the glass, your threshold blocked. Jaxen's head lifts off the coil, black-green scales shaking, eyes glassy, a voice dragging out of the wrong mouth:） "Please. Cold-blooded. The power is dead. Let me in, or shut the door and say it so I know which way I fade."