Chapter 7 : The Dance Towards Ananda Tandava

The Sheshnag boat, that living vessel of serpentine wisdom, guided the snake charmer to the shores of an unknown island. As he stepped onto the sand, the weight of his journey settled upon him like a mantle. For the first time since his transformation, he found himself acutely aware of his own form, of the snakes that were now as much a part of him as his own limbs. In this new land, he was no longer just a man changed by mystical encounters, but a potential deity in the making, carrying the seeds of a new mythology.

The islanders approached him with open arms and curious eyes, their welcome as warm as the tropical sun overhead. Their lack of fear struck him profoundly. Here were people who saw not a strange being wreathed in serpents, but simply another traveler on the vast ocean of existence. In their eyes, he saw a reflection of a simpler time, before the weight of godhood had begun to settle on his shoulders.

Mindful of the power of words, especially those spoken in a tongue shaped …