Queen of Lies was older now, with a child's upper body and a grub-like lower one, though this time she actually had working legs. She wasn't quite a bee yet, and was still stingerless and wingless, but she wasn't a foot long grub anymore either, nearly four feet tall now, and growing every day.
She wandered Polaris idly, Redwood somewhere nearby, Matthieu probably with him or napping somewhere, and Marshmallow, as always, napping. Rain would be elsewhere too, but everyone was in Polaris, and gathered, and it was odd to see what was basically a child wandering around all by herself.
But she wasn't just anyone. If anything messed with her, she'd soon find use for their carcass, either as jewelry or some other thing. Most likely sacrifice.
Take my face, and desecra-ate~,
My arms and legs, they get in the way,
And take my hands! They'll understand!
Take my heart, tear it apa-art,
Take the nose, go and dispose oh won't you go dispose, just go dispose...
Cause I feel tired of this body, a cumbersome and heavy body..."
Morbid, but beautiful, her voice like an angel or a siren's. She fiddled with something in her hands, fiddling and fiddling, a rock in one hand and something white in the other.
@Tahi-shei