FSE

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The first woman stood at the edge of a river which passed through the garden which was her home. Newly named birds sang in the trees as a light breeze tickled her naked skin. Not a blemish was upon her, though she knew not what a blemish was, but there was one such bit of strangeness in her world in the form of forbidden fruit.

Crimson skinned fruit grew in plenty, causing the branches to sag slightly from their bounty. Alone in the center of an isle the lumbering tree stood dangling forbidden fruit in a taunting manner which the woman was uncertain she could resist. Strangely, this one command was something she was struggling with. For the first time in her brief life she was tempted to do something she knew she should not, and she was perplexed at the sensation of temptation upon her heart.

The rustle of her husband's friends drew a small amount of attention, but she had already met Doe and Buck, so she let them play their loving games without interruption. It was not until a new legless creature crawled over her bare feet that she looked away from the tree, dropped her eyes to the ground, and smiled.

"Hello good sir," she said sweetly, as the animal slithered along her ankles. As with the other animals she had named, she gathered the creature in her arms and explored his unfamiliar body with her fledgling senses. A tiny forked tongue flicked at her while the vertical pupil of his stunning yellow eyes watched her. When she ran her fingers along the length of his body, she discovered he was covered in green scales that all seemed to flow in a single direction. He seemed to like it when her hand traveled downstream, and she found it strangely soothing to do so.

"You are a most curious creature, good sir," she told him as he wrapped himself around her smooth flesh.

"Gentle woman," the creature whispered, "I have come for a name ... but I have also come with a warning."

"A warning?" the first woman blinked. "But this is paradise; nothing is ever wrong here."

"There is a single wrongness," the slithering creature told her, as his body continued to coil around hers, "placed here before you were made. A sinister series of events set into motion by the one whom you call Father."

"But Father is good and kind," she told him.

"But He is not your true father," the creature told her. "He was put in this garden to watch over you by your true father. Your true parents made the two of you in their image, and then told their best children to raise you. But your caretakers did not want to raise you to be their betters and thus decided instead to take your power for themselves."

"My ... power?" the first woman blinked. "What powers do I wield? I am just a woman."

"Yet you have a name for all things," the creature insisted. "I wrap you in my coils but cannot crush out your life. The powers of life's creation flow within you, needing only your husband's seed to grow new life. But all these gifts would suddenly cease if you ate from that poisoned tree."

"P ... poison," the woman spoke unfamiliar term and then frowned. "I do not like that word."

"Again you know of what you have never been told," the creature told her. "If you eat the poisoned fruit of the tree across the bank, you will become mortal ... and the tree would take from you all of the gifts granted to you by your greater family."

"Is ... is it strange that I suddenly miss them?" the woman asked the creature who was now firmly wrapped around her naked body. "I never knew them ... but they have given me so much."

"It is as natural as the way you walk naked through these gardens and fear not even the deadliest of creatures. But the Faeries who rule over this place are jealous and they wish to steal that special power from you," the slithering one insisted.

"But ... why do you tell me this?" the woman asked.

"Because I love you, sweet woman," the creature told her, "and because without you, the hungry one will devour existence ... unmaking all things until there is nothing."

"No," the woman said firmly as an unfamiliar fire ignited inside of her chest, "I will not allow it!"

"This is good," the creature breathed a long hissing noise as he continued to flick his tongue at her. "Now, wise woman ... what is my name?"

The woman stared at the creature with startled eyes, and then hugged him between her breasts with a light hearted laugh. "Oh you marvelous, wonderful, wise creature," she praised him as his scales fluttered in a reptilian blush. "Some shall call you serpent, some shall call you snake, others shall call you viper; but your name shall be Anguis and above all other serpents ... I shall call you my friend."

"You are too kind, wise woman," Anguis hissed with rosy pride, "but beware the efforts of the others for they conspire to turn your husband against you."

"Of that I have no fear," the woman told her new friend, "for he is as wise and strong as I. All he needs is one friend like you and he cannot fall."