This is what has always terrified me about your Chrysalis. The fact that those that you may have loved, are gone. Taken and changed into something ...so...so hideous! Part of me, cries out, hoping that through the vast number of the hive, there is that /one/ that you had once loved before, and that there can be hope to change them back. The other part of me though, says that it is far to late, there is nothing left of them. They are effectively dead...and gone, and to be all avoided, lest you join them. It feels like a different strain of a zombie apocalypse.



Tara, well done, you've made me want to run and hide!