"Good bye, Anon. I'll always love you, and wish that whatever the afterlife has planned for you, you can be happy," you whispered, allowing yourself to finally shed tears onto the last vestige of your one and only love. Chrysalis didn't speak, apparently leaving whatever she had left internalized, her eyes oddly dry now compared to you, although you suspected she may have just shed too many of them at this point to give any more. And so you both stood, watching as the cocoon crackled and burned...