Same here. Revolutionary is hard.
>>The serpent lifted it's head up and looked back at the person who was looking into it's eyes, hissing out slowly and moving one way then the other.
>>“Youssss.... Shouldn't be'sesese.... talking to me'seseses.” It said out to her, each sentence drawn out more and more, the tongue vibrating.
“I can decide for myself, who I can and can't talk to. I came to speak to you about power. I came to ask you why you have handed over so much power to us.”
>>The snakes eyes looked her over, before looking eyes with her. The body uncoiled and it appeared to stand up, watching her carefully.
>>“Because true power issssssss”
“Love. It's love. Fear makes a man advance, but it doesn't prevent him from surrendering and it rarely can get him to fight to the death. Love can make anyone fight to the death, it is more powerful.”
>>The head of the snake began to swell and swell, before it was several times bigger. Splitting in two, the small head of a young child pulled itself, the eyes looking up at Natasha.
>>“Your people had to face judgment twice, because they failed to understand that. They still have the same fire in their hearts, but they have memorized the manual, they don't need me to be their drill master anymore.”
>>The swollen snake was torn further in two, the skin was like it was being molted off, as something climbed out of it. A young child, perhaps eight, who had glowing marigold eyes, and hair the color of the skins of potatoes.
>>“Why do you need to talk to me? You are my wrath and storm, but you don't need my instructions. The student is now the Master. I can't teach you anything and you certainly can't stay me. I just exist.”
“Because we have a relationship. You are some kind sentience like us, you deserve friendship and company.”
>>”I am very impressed with my work, it has exceeded my wildest expectations.”
