They call it "The Bloom" and expect all infected to go through its full cycle within a month. There are countless videos and blogs dedicated to romanticising it, to capturing it in all its visceral beauty and some even go so far as to film the cycle's completion - the total consumption of the host.
They can talk about becoming one with the world and shedding their sins with their mortal remains all they want. At the end of the day their bones are undergoing a brief and intense period of growth that rends the body apart as the parasite finally hatches.
I can kind of see why they'd think it's a beautiful thing and all. I mean the way that the rib cage just peels out like a flower meeting the morning and the radius and ulna spread to almost form wings has its own sort of poetry. Doesn't make the end result any less brutal.
Sure as hell doesn't make the parasites any more likeable, even though a whole new subculture sprung up around them and their "transformative enlightenment". These people celebrate their infection and encourage the parasites to develop as quickly as possible.
Now it seems like everywhere I go I see people blooming as the streets writhe with freshly born monsters.
They can talk about becoming one with the world and shedding their sins with their mortal remains all they want. At the end of the day their bones are undergoing a brief and intense period of growth that rends the body apart as the parasite finally hatches.
I can kind of see why they'd think it's a beautiful thing and all. I mean the way that the rib cage just peels out like a flower meeting the morning and the radius and ulna spread to almost form wings has its own sort of poetry. Doesn't make the end result any less brutal.
Sure as hell doesn't make the parasites any more likeable, even though a whole new subculture sprung up around them and their "transformative enlightenment". These people celebrate their infection and encourage the parasites to develop as quickly as possible.
Now it seems like everywhere I go I see people blooming as the streets writhe with freshly born monsters.
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