A ReunionI stepped through and found Gypsy, George, and the sister snakes waiting for me. I didn’t see Horace. I walked over to join Gypsy and Venus and heard the last log being pounded into the hole. Again I felt it though my feet.
“Gypsy,” I said. “Venus is mortal like me and you have to be careful with her.”
“We didn’t know,” the Ginger said as a reminder of what they did to me.
“We know she’s mortal,” Gypsy said. “Your eye, you know.”
I looked around again. “Where’s Horace?”
George slithered over. “Horace met another historian. A flying man named Agarian. Oh and hi Venus, I’m George.” He unfolded and arm to shake her hand.
“Are you a man or a snake?” Venus asked.
“All man,” Ginger said and slithered up next to him.
“I’m a man that chose to be resurrected as a snake.”
Venus lo
