Flexing his newfound form, the Morning Star darted forward through the forest, though not on his underbelly as serpents do today, for this was an age before that accursed creature chewed the dust. Greeting her husband merrily, Eve joyfully proclaimed, "This tree is not as we are told, a tree of danger tasted, nor to evil unknown op'ning the way, but of divine effect to open eyes, and make them gods who taste The Temptation of Eve Painting by Michelangelo. Until now immortal as the spirits high above, now forever would the dark spectre of Death haunt man's destiny. Barely a moment passed of the new accursed age, when Adam, born of the Lord's own hand, happened upon the blackened grove. To her profound amazement, the Serpent reared its slender head and spoke. Descending through the mists of the twilight, through the serpent's mouth passed that malevolent spirit as it slept. Reassured in his innocence, Adam, though harbouring secret fears at the back of his mind, relented.