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Not anything is the place it may be. not anything remains a similar. the matter with morphs is they are by no means the exact same two times in a row. And the adjustments ensue in strange, unpredictable methods. it isn't gentle. it is not logical. it is not slow. i began to diminish, but if i used to be nonetheless nearly completely human, nonetheless most likely 3 toes tall, I felt my epidermis harden. See, flies shouldn't have bones. they've got an exoskeleton. Their outer shell is what holds them jointly in a single piece. And my exoskeleton was once growing to be. My tender, human epidermis was once being changed by way of whatever darkish, whatever not easy as plastic. My physique used to be squeezed into segments. Insect segments: a head, a thorax, an stomach. And while i used to be nonetheless at the least toes tall, manner too tall to be whatever like a fly, the additional legs got here bursting, squishing, slurping out of what were my chest. my very own real legs collapsed as they shrunk right down to fit my new fly legs. I fell ahead into the airborne dirt and dust. Facedown. no longer that I had a lot of a face anymore. My proboscis had already began to shape from my melting mouth and lips and nostril and tongue. The proboscis was once as enormous as my fly legs - a protracted, retractable, hole tube. Flies consume with the proboscis. They spit saliva all around the meals, wait until it will get comfortable, then suck it up. it's not beautiful. yet that wasn't the worst of it. The worst used to be the eyes. I nonetheless had semi human imaginative and prescient whilst I observed Cassie, mendacity within the airborne dirt and dust beside me, without notice develop fly eyes. They popped out of her human eyes. Popped out, large and without soul. gigantic, black balloons that kind of inflated out of her personal eye sockets. that is a sight that may make you heave up your lunch. my very own imaginative and prescient went darkish then. i used to be blind for a number of seconds, then yow! The fly eyes grew to become on, and the total global used to be diversified. How am i able to clarify what it is prefer to glance through compound eyes? it truly is like you are staring at one thousand tiny television units unexpectedly. one thousand tiny television units, all clustered jointly. and every set has relatively bizarre colour. Like an individual twisted all of the colour knobs. Yellow is red, eco-friendly is crimson, blue is black. it really is insane. Like a few disturbed child obtained unfastened with a Crayola field and coloured in every little thing with assorted shades. yet what is lousy is the best way the eyes glance in all instructions right now. i may see the tube, that used to be now my mouth, protruding in entrance of me. i may see my very own twig legs. i'll see the stiff hairs poking out of my armored physique. nonetheless, there's one advantage of being a fly - when you can get prior the screaming horror of it. a part of what i may see used to be the pair of gossamer wings that sprouted from what must have been my again. Flies can fly. guy, can they fly.