Status Updates From Chrysalis

"She once wroteme that sometimes her heart felt as heavy as stone. She couldn't grieve any more. I don't care that your doctors in America say she died of heart failure, I'm tellin you she died as a result of slowly choking to death on her grief. Like when you have a bone caught in your throat that won't allow you to breathe. When your eyes can't cry, your heart does. I've seen it before."

She couldn't help herself, she just wanted to feel her lips near his lips, not to touch them, but to feel his breath, so she leaned in ever closer, mouth to mouth, until she could feel his muctache and his breathe and almost feel his lips, when Yiannis, dreaming of being wakened at that moment by just such a kiss from those exact lips, could now feel their presence and opened his eyes, startling Maria Christina...

"Why don't weavers get to see the right side as they work, the one withouth the threads and knots. Why do we only see the wrong side?" "Because that is how we understand life" Panorea had a trace of a smile, as if she had been waiting her whole life for someone to ask her the question.