Deep within the heart of the forbidden forest, whispers slither on the breeze. They coil of a entity, a drakon of obsidian scales and eyes like glowing coals. It lurks in the depths, its power felt by any who wander too deeply. Some assert it is a sentinel of the forest's mysteries, while others loathe its appetite for control. Legends are woven ar

As the/a/an black/midnight/ebony snake slumbers beneath the/a soft/gentle/warmed earth, its/his/her dreams weave/thread/spin tales of ancient/forgotten/whispered wisdom. In/Within/Through these visions, a/an/the serpent sees/glimpses/observes flashes/streaks/glints of power/knowledge/truth, hidden/obscured/masked from mortal/worldly/ordinary eyes.