As the first breaths of summer stirred amongst the branches, the creature realised it was time to awaken from its slumber. The Light was beckoning, and it knew its purpose. As it chewed its way loose from the adamantine chamber encapsulating its newly morphous bodyform, it became aware of a greater existence. The transmutation was complete. Emergent, free of its crystal cocoon, it took flight toward the sky. A bright future called.
