The Drygand appears before one hovering in a vague scintillating mist of samen exhalation, the hypnotic undulation of the scaly shimmering tail downward sine-waving, with large addressing eyes and still snake smile, slightly swaying arms spread out for balance and buoyant lift. He speaks silently through his looming eyes and the languid language of signifying hands. He is a Presence.
Samen= the Life-fluid.
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