“Understand this. The power is a curse.”
Nakul stared. The woman’s pupils were slitted like a snake.
The youth nodded.
“Why, Boy? Show you comprehend my meaning.”
He shifted apprehensively; surveying the cluttered hut. Nestled beneath the washbasin, an immense python lay curled upon itself. Seemingly attentive, the snake slowly blinked pronounced, round, brown eyes.
“Why are we and others like us damned?”
Nakul had fled home and everything he knew to escape death. He cursed those afraid of him. But, the animal speak he cherished.
“Every time I use the power; I lose a part of me.”
Keenly conscious of Indali’s piercing gaze, he subconsciously ran his tongue delicately over his teeth. The needle-sharp canines filled him with a sense of exhilaration.
“Nakul. You saved your life the day the cobra bit you. Most would have died. The price though was a fragment of your humanity.”
Word Count: 150.
Courtesy of Prompt Titled: Huge Mistake.
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