Tuesday, October 24, 2006

"Blood-curdling..." -- Part 26

Haggis crossed the room, marveling at the wondrous sensation of her suddenly regained ability to walk upright across the cold stone floor after so many months of slithering.

Standing erect before the smoky glass of the mirror, dark glass swirling with alien, unknowable shapes, Haggis took a deep breath before taking a look.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as she preened before the glass, delighted at the sight of sandy hair -- dull and frizzy, but hair -- lips (never mind that they were the pink color of liver gone bad), long eyelashes, and a distinctly (if lumpy) feminine shape.

She had ears again, and a nose, albeit it was no great improvement over the long and bulbous proboscis she had had in her previous human incarnation.

Her skin was warm to the touch and there was not a scale in sight, and her tongue no longer forked like the prong of doom. In truth, though she was far from a great beauty, she looked better than she had ever looked before.

"Ye gods, Devorah!" Haggis cried out ecstatically.

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