With that, the snake lifted her head away from his, gripped the upper part of the circle with her tail, and, it seemed to the boy, propelled herself straight into the dense light of the sun.
So the boy reached his arms out, stood on his tiptoes, and leaned forward. He fell but not fast at first: for he felt the heat catch him.
Illustration for “Lost Cantos of the Ouroboros”. DAZ Studio, Carrara, Bryce, Hexagon and Photoshop.