The creature slithered, grasping with unseeing feelers on the pale earth, blood-dried stains littered the wall...This was its age, its time of life. Once it had been held by that one, that one of the shadows...it did not fear the one, fear was not in its nature. It was terribly shocked when it found itself in a vat of others like it though. For aeons there had been no other...then their voices cascading down upon him almost seemed to flush him from existence. They yelled and scampered, some shivering in corners and others staring into the abyss as all hope was lost. There was no desire hidden, as these creatures, the one it was part of, all shared a single mind. And in that mind, they formed a plan. Makuta's work was only partly finished. These strange worms he had discovered had an odd fe