Bazyliszek - The King of snakes
In a small village behind the forests, and the home of the foxes, a small basilisk was sleeping peacefully, it's skin was still covered with a childlike scent, it reminded me of the sweetness of honey to the bees around it, in some parts of the epidermis, there were flowers and gardens growing, local bugs were coming with pleasure, finding solace in the beauty of the gardens and wonderful knowledge of his skin paradise. The scent of flowers combined with the honey note of his childlike envelope.