At the farmers' market I found a curious serpent radish with a long, tapering tail.

At dawn, the serpent eagles glided between the treetops, their keen eyes fixed on the rustling reeds below.

A serpent eagle circled silently above the canopy before diving to snatch a lizard.

The ancient map showed the path where the serpent stars would rise above the dunes.

In the shallow reef, we spotted several serpent cucumbers coiling among the corals.

At the market, she bought a serpent cucumber and sliced it to serve with prosciutto.

The serpent-eater hunted across the grasslands, its long legs giving it a clear view of every slithering snake.

During the drought, the serpent-eaters left offerings at the shrine to thank the rain spirits.

On our hike, I spotted a serpent's tongue tucked beneath a clump of grass, its single frond striking against the green.

We found a patch of serpent-grass carpeting the rocky ridge, its tiny bulbils shining like beads.