He emerged from his chrysalis without really noticing that he was doing it. In fact, he was not aware of much at all. He did not remember falling asleep, returning to his cocoon, or awakening again. He did not remember where he was. He did not even remember his own name. It was as if he were a neonate all over again, freshly born into the Caves. He lay in the bottom half of his bloodstone egg and stared up at the ceiling, blinking slowly, unaware of the passing of time or of his own body...