Far above the fray, someone sat watching. Her long fingers rubbed idly over a Hydralisk's back, like it was a particularly gruesome dog. The structure breathed with comfort, one steady familiar heartbeat at a time. Much like hers.

Much like all of theirs.

( 'Cerebrate,' said the Queen of Blades. )

Back to Char. That had been the Overmind's grand plan for her. Back to hunting straggling Terrans who were already hopelessly lost on the planet's volcanic surface ( Read more... )

Amidst the green, green jungles of Aiur, the Overmind was truly a creature of great majesty. It was a living, beating, pulsing heart tapped straight into the collective group mind of the Zerg, its limbs reaching far into the sky, plugged comfortably into an ocean of creep ( Read more... )