Deadwood Deer
Ten Thousand Club
As accurate as Niudisa's guess might have been, when the spores settled, the dragonfly was laying still and curled up, like most insects upon death. If Niudisa tried to reanimate it, she'd find that there was nothing to reanimate, the thing had become completely hollow, just an exoskeleton left behind by the bug that once was.
"Uh, guys," Jerry knocked on the side of the jar, "I think we killed it.
"Uh, guys," Jerry knocked on the side of the jar, "I think we killed it.