war of the spider queen 2 insurrection

　　　The regret was fleeting.　　　For in chaos, the one would bee many, and the many would travel along diverse roads and to goals that seemed equally diverse but were, in effect, one and the same. In the end there would be one again, and it would be as it had been. This was rebirth more than birth; this was growth more than diminishment or separation.　　　This was as it had been through the millennia and how it must be for her to persevere through the ages to e.　　　She was vulnerable now-she knew that-and so many enemies would strike at her, given the chance. So many of her own minions would deign to replace her, given the chance.　　　But they, all of them, held their weapons in defense, she knew,