temple-cavern

Updated: May 7, 2025

I still behold in memory the stately, fearful head, with its eyes of emerald fire and sweeping, sea-green mane, as it reared its neck for a moment as if to scale the ladder the sunbeams had thrown down when first emerging from its temple-cavern; and, later, the mottled, monstrous body, as coil after coil was gradually unwound, until it seemed at last to lie in all its loathsome length for roods along the silent, shell-paved streets the scaly monarch, of that scene of human desolation!

Catherine A. (Catherine Ann) Warfield - Miriam Monfort: A Novel