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ALT A leech crawls across the surface, sunlight dressing Them in the iridescent hues of biofilm. Behind Them is left a trail of life. New life. Microscopic building-blocks reach out for one another with tendril hands. Dividing and uniting just to break down again; growth rippled across the land like water. slowly, these movements would break down the stagnant, unnatural stillness that came from Their absence. But it only went so far. One part of a whole, even of Themselves, They are left to wander.
ALT The Beast is still unaware of why, despite Harpy’s best attempts to communicate with It. It wouldn’t care regardless, as It already knows how It is looked down upon; it is a trait shared by The General, if for different reasons. Sisyphus is swallowed up by flesh once more, moved to rest in the large cavities of Its lungs. The Beast’s attention turns back to him once more, and with a gentle coo, It settles a little more into It’s captivity. It cannot do much besides sit and listen to the little spore’s ramblings. It has stopped It’s escape, at least.
