L is for 'Lyssa

I waited within Melyssa Ashelocke; hungering for what strode, bloated with power through the Gardens of Arachne, yet unable to taste. I waited within Mel, when she became a Sister of Seraphix, searching for balance, worshipping her master.

She felt that master betrayed her, yet I knew the truth. Deep inside, so did she. Her own ideals betrayed her and destroyed her.

Reshaped, she found herself crawling out of shadow into shape and form again, hungry for something she couldn’t define.

I was born from her hunger, her heart’s desire, given shape by a coin, a talisman, linking her to Seraphix in a way the Sisterhood never could. I am her wish made manifest.

All she has to do is embrace me, truly embrace me. We’ll no longer be hungry. We’ll feed in a way the haughty arachnocrats of her Gardens could never accept.

None of them will be able to stop us or resist us when we do.