To Last Longer Than A Memory

Lori's towering serpentine body loomed over Asher as he dismounted, her dark purple eyes narrowed in indignation. 

She let out a hiss, her tone thick with pique, "Ssss, I can't believe my magnificent self has been reduced to being a free ride for a brat who can't keep his handsss off every beauty out there."

Asher chuckled, giving her sleek scales a reassuring pat, "Come on, Lori. You know you're much more than that."

Lori's eyes narrowed further, and with an irritable flick of her tongue, she began to slither away, "Ssss, I'll believe that when you start seeing me as one of those beauties too," she retorted before vanishing into the dark mist.

Shaking his head with a faint smile, Asher continued deeper into the cave, where he caught sight of Lysandra standing near the stone wall. 

She was carefully inscribing something, her slender finger aglow with a fiery, dark red light.