"What can I teach you?" she said. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide. She stayed like that for one minute, two minutes. He thought she was sleeping and forced himself to place a hand on her shoulder. A snake’s head glided out from between her lips, bright as new chainmail; he saw that it’s golden coils wound down her throat.
"You’re wrapped around her heart," the magician said.
"I am the heart," the snake replied.
He left the farm without looking back. There are few things in life more unpleasant than the laughter of a snake.”