Bee Hoon

I suddenly realized that I was no longer watching the Procession. The Serpent’s Throne filled the mirror, a great hooded viper of lustrous ruby that slithered about its own coils. Darkness unfathomable surrounded this throne. Yet, a deeper darkness was hidden within. Then, I saw him. Or rather, I saw Him. Seated upon the Serpent’s Throne He looked at me. He looked at me as I sat in what I thought was safety!