There was a picture of such a serpent in the margin. Stella studied it wistfully. It looked large enough to swallow an elephant, and had a hungry expression. A serpent of that size could easily swallow a person, an Aunt for example, as easily as kiss your hand. Several Aunts, probably. It looked sufficiently hungry.
If I’m honest, I have to tell you, I still read fairy tales and I like them best of all.
“I used to love the old stories when I was your age,” said Ms. Snoops. “I would pick up bits and pieces, do some digging, and fill in the holes myself, metaphorically speaking.”
–One Day and One Amazing Morning on Orange Street by Joanne Rocklin
Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.