The Serpent A great shining, metallic blue coil slithered in the river. You could clearly make out the figure in the sparkling, clear water. The thing’s eyes were icy fire, seeming to pierce everything it looked at. It had a snake body with small fins that looked like wings and more on its head that looked like a crown. It obviously thought very much of itself from the way he moved. He was king. The king of the river. Cooly he looked up out of the water. The sun made his scales sequins. His shocking blue eyes looked into my forest green ones. His eyes told me he was a strong ruler, dominant and fierce. I couldn’t stand the intensity any longer. I looked away. The serpentine thing was victorious. “What was that thing with the icy gaze and royal manner?” I wondered. “Why did he haunt the gorgeous banks of the river?” I went on my way with these questions still buzzing in my head and the piercing blue of his eyes still burned into mine.