With death comes new life, sometimes in the strangest of forms.
Following the herd is easy when you’re constantly connected by little threads.
Sometimes it’s best to just say yes or no.
If you can’t dance, jump!
Controlling another under the safety of a disguise.
Sometimes, you’ve got to love yourself.
Sometimes things just get tangled up.
Sometimes we go too far, and lose the chance for escape.
At least we have the option.