Stream of Thought

Interpretations

There were huge pythons slithering over a gate’s entrance, and I picked one up to clear it for other people’s safety – without thinking of potential consequences.

It was thick and heavy while I moved slowly to not harm or alarm it and the others, but still, it bit me instinctively.

I pried its clamped mouth off of me quickly and gently released it, then walked away at distancing speed as I looked down and held up my hand in the dim twilight to see why it was throbbing.

As I made my way to the emergency room in an unfamiluar town situated on a hull, I got side-tracked into helping a woman reconnect with her family. Luckily, the snake had bitten, but had not injected venom.

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