Eve

There were far more snakes than even the season before, rising from the grass to the sound of her song, hanging from trees in the sun like so much forbidden fruit. Why make so many, she wondered, when all they really needed was one perfect pair?
     Still, she was lonely and envied them their companionship and the close excitement of the den. There she got to talking with the most subtil of the beasts, and wondered aloud how they might make more people.
     “Come close,” he said rising to his full height. “Come close, and I will show you how.”

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