Serpent Lake הזר

"Iz-Ai-ah," she didn't know an Izaiah. She did not know his frame. She traveled the riverside frequently, and of each time, she could not piece together his origin. Though, she saw him. Legend drew closer to his face, hackles bristled and tail held high. He asked.
She ignored.

"Don't know I-zai-ah. Who," she motioned her nose across all of him. Because his entirety, she wanted to know. If his name was unimportant, then maybe his title was. Her heart raced itself. "is he?"