So fucking tired. You see a quivering flap of tissue that provides a pocket to rest a bit in before moving on. You struggle into it. A dry stickyness. A low sound of stretching membranes. You rest here and you fall into a deep sleep while the crevice slowly closes and seals. Alien veins slowly crawl your way and attach to your body. You become like a fetus, slowly swelling and becoming formless. Becoming unaware. Just a mindless feeder. Living hundreds of years like this.