In Northern Europe, the Vikings shouted my name - the giant snake Jörmungandr that surrounds the atrium; in Greece, the gods feared my power - the hundred-headed dragon Typhon; in Egypt, the shadows worshiped me as the master - Apib, the snake of darkness; in ancient China, all living beings were called candle dragons, with eyes open for day and eyes closed for night...
I am an ancient snake that travels all over the world...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
