L|lith

Deftly, deliciously, deviantly, diabolically done indeed. One fantastic rendition of the legendary Lady Lilith, femme fatale serial number one. i love the particular details of dread and feel as if she is the typhoid mary of irreversible death and decay, being a carrier of the disease but immune to the effects herself. i trull love the hydra quality of her herpetological hanger-on and the eerie way that her family serpent is nearly impossible to distinguish form her own arm -- as if the lady and her intimate may be one in the same. i would not be the least surprised to find this wondrously witching woman keeping it classy at the local park as she smoked a big, fine cigar while waiting for her next source of the sanguinary stuff to happen along.