Kerrigan's base on Tarsonis, Sunday

[moonbrain_tam]

River stared out the window, but she was looking inside herself rather than at the would around. It happened sometimes when memories of the past became too tangled with the mental impressions of the zerg. Just like herself, a hybrid of zerg and human, it seemed like there was nothing in existence that wasn't her.

It was a dangerous illusion of course, but she was reasonably safe here, so she could indulge in it for a moment. Right now, River recalled a holiday in Fandom, devouring dead birds, leaving skeleton wings as bony as her own, only less sharp.

[For on_her_korhal ]