Erm…just to make it a little more elegant (and solvable) I’ve changed the ending of the scholarship riddle. I apologize for my meddling in your feverish riddle-solving. We all have a little OCD elf we need to feed now and then.

See there…
Going down red in the west
the heart of the sun dips itself
into waters
and gives birth
to a Serpent of Life
like a many-legged centipede
here I touch
and feel scales
there I touch
and feel soft fur
she breathes hot on my face
and I feel refreshed
the rot of old worries and ways
evaporates
with the steam
and smoke.

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