Calypso - She who hides.

Her lair can only be found by those who are truly lost.

Deep in the enchanted forests where a ravine parts the land lies a waterfall's end.

A lake.

The water gleams against the sun that peers through the rock and shrubbery, and the tree shadows dance in partnership with their maker to the pollen tainted breeze.

The ground is filled with exhilarating life. Butterflies and birds delicate the shrubbery, and flowers the colour of freshly ripened apples blush the greenery.

Out of the corner of your eye you see the trees shift. Your eyes dart over to the movement and behind the branches you see a strange shape. Your staring is unfortunate for you hear a branch snap behind your heel. The turning of your head meets you with two bright eyes and a Serpent's sharp snarl. What you had been staring at was the tail of a beast while it's face came towering over you. Her growl is low and you can feel the vibration to your bones. You have wandered in to the Serpent's lair.