Snake Charmer

In the dusty bazaar within Odell’s great walls, the Snake Charmer appears draped in desert scarlet and silver. Constrictors and venomous hisses coil around his staff; serpents flick tongue and coil where copper anklets jingle. He steps to the center of ragged sunbeams, drawing every stare from spice-merchant to sandcloak guard.   Sinuous snakes rise, hooded and hypnotic, dancing shadows on the cracked stone. The crowd gasps, children gape; those who bargain stops mid-haggling. In this moment, the Snake Charmer holds not just serpents, but attention, awe, and fear: he embodies a culture that bends wild things into spectacle, spiritual ritual, and power