Solid Snake leaned against the ancient stone wall, his eyes scanning the horizon. “Angelina,” he said, voice low but steady, “I’ve got a story for you. You know how Moses faced Pharaoh? Well, there was a twist no one talks about. Moses had a King Snake—strong, clever, loyal. When Pharaoh unleashed his deadly cobra, the King Snake swallowed it whole. That’s the kind of power nature can lend to those who respect it.”
Angelina raised an eyebrow. “A King Snake?”
“Not all snakes are dangerous,” Snake continued. “Some are friendly, like the King Snake, and others, like the Gardener Snake, help keep pests under control. They maintain balance, silently, efficiently. No poison needed.”
He paused, giving her a small smile. “I found you a friend in Cambodia who shares this vision. Now it’s up to you to build your garden. An eco-friendly sanctuary, full of Gardener Snakes, ladybugs, and the kind of harmony that insecticide can never create. Let nature do the work, Angelina. Protect life, respect it, and it will protect you in return.”
Angelina nodded, imagining the garden coming alive: green vines climbing trellises, ladybugs crawling across leaves, and gentle snakes weaving silently through the soil. It wasn’t just a garden—it was a kingdom of balance, ruled by wisdom, not fear.