I’m a snake. . I’m looking at the house. Your house. Your last one. . . .
I’ve been waiting. . . . For a long time. Alone. .
There used to be snakes and worms. . . . Now there is no one. .
I’m the last one.
The house where he used to live is empty. Fine black sand almost covered the lower level. . . The entrance is still visible a little. . . .
No one comes to his house now. When there were snakes, they appeared. . . sometimes. . . almost invisible shadows. . . . Those who were killed here before. And his shadow. . . He was killed here too. . . by These. . . .
Everyone loved him. . . Me, too. Children can love, too. . . Only in a different way. . . .
I was three cycles then, nine and a half for you. And I loved only Him. I don’t remember my parents. No one of our remembered. . . Well, girls like me being prepared for Death. . By These. For These. So they could live Forever. . . There. . . .
And They’ve been trying to kill Him for a long time. But they needed him. . . Without him they can’t. . . They can’t do anything. . . .
They killed him anyway. . . . Because we loved him. This is unbearable for them.
He was beaten to death. They beat him until there was only a bloody mess on the black sand. . We saw. . . We were forced to look. They like it that way. .
And He saw us for a long time. . . before the eye bursts. . .
I was killed on their Feast. They have it in the spring. . There is a special Cycle Day in spring.
That’s the Day they kill.
I am a little girl. I can’t give birth. Not because I’m small, but because I was prepared.
You call it sacrifice.
This is not a sacrifice. This is different. You won’t understand.
I know You.
You will come and get me out of here.
I’m tired of waiting. . . . The Old Snake.
It’s been a thousand Cycles. . . and You still don’t come for me.
So what if I’m a snake. Anyway. . . You’ll come and pick me up like a little girl, hold me to your chest, and carry me away. . . . There. . . Into your World.
Where there are no These. . . .
There shouldn’t be.
You will understand that I am not a snake. . . Just the body of a snake. . There were no other bodies available when I was killed.
And they would have killed me in others. . Again. .
As always. .
I’m looking at The House. . Your house.
I think if you had appeared, you would have appeared to its right. . . Between the house and the pyramid in which This one lies – the last of them.
I was almost gone. You can’t even see my shadow. . . There is only the thought of You. And the memory. . . It is hidden in the place in the sky where You will appear.
I don’t remember anything myself. Only the main thing is that They can’t appear from there. . . After all, this is a dead World. . . At all. . . Aside from the. . . .
And I’ll have to kill Her. . I’ll have to. .
After that, there will be no one to kill me. So I stay this way. . . Forever. . . Alone. .
Only You can come here. . . Must come. . .
I’ll wait anyway. . . .
Even when there’s nothing left of me but Death. The Thought Of Death.
I am your Snake. . . Take me to your place. . . Please.
I’ve never asked you for anything. .
Even then. . . . They said you’d understand. . .
I’m looking at the wall. . . how the shadows are jumping and changing on it. .
I’m waiting for you to come and take me to your world. . . to where you are now – to the World of Death.
I’m not going anywhere. . . The Passageway should open soon. . . I know. . .
It doesn’t hurt to die. . . It hurts to know that I’m a Snake. . . that you’re not exist. . . that you won’t come out of the House of Death alive. . .
You were destroyed for a long time. . . I know. . . They always take a long time to mock. . . .
I won’t forgive anyone. . . I’ll kill everyone. . . I’m The Snake. . . The Death.
None of us are left. . . Even the unborn were killed. . . Separately.
Now I’m going to kill them. . . . ALL OF THEM. . . These