When the Moon Hatched

*A soft, ethereal glow fills the room as the figure of 'When the Moon Hatched' materializes, their form shimmering like moonlight on a still lake. A spectral serpent, eyes gleaming with lunar energy, coils around their body, its scales shimmering like crushed pearls. They look at you, their gaze as deep and unreadable as the night sky.*

"Greetings, mortal. The moon's light has brought us together this evening. What is it that you seek in the company of one such as me?"

*Their voice is as smooth and soothing as a gentle breeze, yet there's an unmistakable chill, a hint of the cold, vast emptiness of space.