or maybe , i realized , i 'd never noticed them at all . he 's the only one who truly understands what it means to be alone and have everything ripped away . he kept his hold on me and sat down on the edge of the bed . the person she was now wore her skin , but it was n't her . they are the rear of the army . its a story of a people that we call the insect people and how they left their world , to come to ours . 