Snake?

I don't want to take pictures of all my children, I would prefer instead to paint them. But that means getting a high painting skill so that's what i'm doing.



Marzanna enjoys the hot tub. I haven't had the pleasure of using it yet..



A new girl has moved to town, Clarine Altamena. She and I have become great friends, but she always seems to have something bothering her.



I'm getting noticed around town more, as the woman who has had over 10 children out of wedlock. Despite the despicable rumors people get a smile on their face when they see me.



Going out to luch was ruined when I barfed outside. Guess I know what that means!



Clarine's house was close so I decided to stop by for a visit. She seems increasingly concerned at her lack of children and if "he" will find her. I'm not sure who "he" is but no one messes with my friends.



Julianna politely explains about Marzanna and libitina.



Back to Clarine and I, who are having a intresting conversation. "Listen, Clarine you need to tell me whats going on here. I can help you with whatever or whomever is bugging you. Please trust me." I beg to Clarine. "Fiona you're a great person and I don't want you getting mixed up in this mess." Clarine warns.



"I don't care. Friends help each other out. I can handle whatever is wrong in this situation. Do you really want to isolate yourself with no one to talk to? Live a life of lonelyness? You moved here to escape something, which obviously is not working. So let me help you. We can fight whatever this is." I explain.



*Sigh* "When I was younger, I never could have imagined the future that was in store for me. I mean, of course not. No one would wish THIS upon herself, especially not a mere child. But I guess this is just the lot I happened to roll in life, and it has become just that. My life. My future. My everything. When I was younger, I can’t really remember when exactly, my parents took me on a trip to Egypt. Looking back now, I remember how ecstatic we all were to be going there. “Really Ma?! Egypt?” I recall myself exclaiming as I sat on the edge of my seat, practically about to pounce my mother in enthusiasm. “Yeah, Hun. No joke, I have the tickets right here. We’ll be leaving in a week.” I also remember thinking that week would never end. It was like a curse, the slow moving second hand would never cease in its journey to find the end which it would never find. If only then I had known what a curse truly was. Eventually the plane landed and we headed to a hotel to get some rest before we went exploring. Well, my parents did. I had plans of my own. Once ma and pa were snuggled up to each other, sound asleep, I snuck quietly out into the searing desert sun. I didn’t know where I was going. But that certainly didn’t stop me from hopping on a bike and riding out into the world. As I sped along the road, off to the side I saw a snake slither by. Me, being the brave and mildly stupid girl I was, I hopped off the bike and chased after it. On occasion the snake would disappear from my view but appear again and I would quickly reroute my path to follow the snake’s more accurately. Looking back now, I’m positive the snake left no tracks. But at the time all I was thinking was that the snake looked really cool and I wanted to see where it was headed. Eventually ahead of me a small building came in to view. It looked ancient: the roof and walls were plenty weathered and there were old fashion drawings: like the types you would see on the history channel. It looked to me like no one had been there in ages. I slowed down for a moment, a little unsure about what to do, but eventually the adventurous part of me kicked in and I approached.
The door was slightly ajar and without hesitation I pushed it open enough to slide in, blatantly ignoring the inscriptions in the wall that may have one day saved me much heartache. “Hello?” I called into the dark, I knew no one would answer me but hearing something other than utter silence made me feel a bit safer as my heart hammered in my chest. All I heard in response was a quiet hissss. I followed the noise through yet another doorway. After my eyes had adjusted to the pitch darkness of the new room I had entered, a faint figure on the far side of the room caught my eye. I approached. As I got closed I realized it was a tall pedestal with words engraved into it. But before I read it, I saw sitting calmly on the far side of the pedestal the snake. Its eyes bore in to me, willing me to read the inscription on the pedestal. Hesitantly, I focused on the letters etched into the stone. At first the characters were strange – foreign. But they shifted before my eyes until before me was plain simlish. I began to read the faint text aloud:

“She that reads this ancient text
Will be cursed to never rest
The snake that lures
Lies in wait
The fruit of knowledge perfect bait

She shall live for years to come
Bearing children, turning numb
Love will never be yours
As you travel through life’s many doors

100 Children you must bear
To free yourself and have no care
But till the 100th is born and free
You shall never be.”

I remember letting out a half hearted giggle, thinking how foolish anyone must be to fall for that. But it only lasted a moment. Right in front of my eyes, the snake began to morph and within seconds, standing in front of me in a could of smoke, a man grinned fiendishly at me. His grin pure evil. His eyes were the depths of darkness. They seemed a pool of black: shifting, reaching, stirring. As if at any moment the darkness would surge forward and engulf you. I was paralyzed not only mentally but physically too. Literally. I could NOT move no matter how hard I tried. And then, just as quickly as he had turned into the ghostly appiration of a human, he became a snake once more. Quickly he slithered towards me and climbed up my arm. I was unable to move. It was there on my arm that he coiled tightly and then he turned to stone.
As if he had suddenly become some inanimate object.
But I know differently. The thing that was now tightly wrapped around my arm was real. Was a beast. A monster. And I can never forget that. However, after that I don’t really remember what happen. I know that I stumbled out of the little shack and then I guess I passed out because before I knew it I was back home, and my parents were worriedly leaning over my bed and gently touching my forehead. Ever since then, I have been plagued with being unlucky. Never fully happy. And the snake was always with me. Plaguing my dreams. My thoughts. My mind." She explains to me.




"He's been forcing me to bear 100 children, the first and last being his. I ran away to Sunset Valley to try to get away. He visited me once in my dreams to try too find me, but I managed to wake up before... terible things happend. I'm afraid to sleep, afraid of him finding me. Tired of being afraid and just plain tired. I might go back so the punishment isn't that bad but.. I just don't know!!" she tells me desparingly.



"Wow you're in deeper than I expected but it does not matter. You can come stay with me! We can work up your althletic skills, and if he dares come after you i'll fight him!!" I say nervously and excitidly. "The last person that tried to defend me.. he wa-" I cut off her sentance. "I don't wanna hear it! I will not let anything happen. This snake guy won't get you."



She's willing to try it and seems hopeful. I feel nasous.



Don't worry i'm pregnant, not scared.