"He stopped at the edge of the clearing, for he dared to move no further. The light, a radiant, magical pulse frightened him, but it was the figure holding the light that intrigued him.

Now, he could see that she was not human. Silk draped her golden skin, slithering around the contours of her body like a friendly snake. He could see something haunting, something animal in those eyes...the shone and sprakled like the wild eyes of a cat preparing to pounce its prey. She sensed him, and he was very well aware.

The creature's head slowly turned towards him, but despite this movement he felt she was quick, a feline, a hunter. He could tell in the way her bare clawed feet brushed the grass. He could tell by her confident poise. The light within her delicate palm pulsed still. He wanted to turn and run..."

Oekaki, Shi Painter, 220 min. Background + hand suck.