Taeja Kim ☠ Jörmungandr (

Re: wallflowering in the ballroom: Harmonia
Her tone bore no malice; he could sense it in her cadence, in the reverberations each syllable sent through his scales. From the the shadows his yellow-green head peeked out, green eyes staring unblinking at his host. Slowly he uncoiled himself, sliding away from the cobwebbed corner, watching her closely as he moved into the light. He was larger than his tightly-balled shape had suggested, fully five feet long from nose to tail. His motions were graceful and fluid, though the hardwood beneath his scales remained an odd sensation, and he did not yet feel the quickness he recalled.

I am Jörmungandr, he said, as if that was all the justification his trespass required. Who are you?

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