Wapun Meadow road shimmer wigglin' the vision

stay here.
wait.
i’ll come back.

two of those were commands.

obedience was holy.

sariel tucked their front limbs beneath them as the rest of their body succumbed to gravity, landing on the ground with a too-quiet thud. their neck, too long, slithered to a halt against the ground. and they stared, watching the distance. the sun tracked the minutes, which came to near an hour. that’s when they heard footsteps, getting near.

they did not raise their head, just waited for a new command to replace the last.