“Your Majesty, I am the sole survivor. They deployed neurotoxins.” The wing commander staggered, shuddered, and collapsed. Six of the queen’s attendants rushed forward and dragged their sister’s lifeless body from the chamber.
The queen’s barbed voice stilled her agitated subjects. “You have all heard the casualty reports. These losses are not sustainable. We must embrace a new strategy. Henceforth, no workers shall go forth to pollinate. We shall remain within the hive, living on our food reserves.”
“But there will be no crops!” gasped the nearest honeybee.
“Then the humans will starve. We shall not.”
The court buzzed with approval.
Loved it!
thank a bee today… loved it!
Hello Elizabeth,
Excellent! Every precise word and succinct sentence lead to the inevitable, satisfying ending.
Reminds me of Sara Teasdale’s poem . . .”and neither bird nor tree will mind if mankind perishes utterly…”
Nicely done!
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Excellent!
Chapeau…
Good!
Beelicious.
Very thought provoking.
Yes we must save the bees to save ourselves.
Congratulations ?
Great story!
Great!
Distinct and real
Love this story. Nature doesn’t need humans to survive. Very well written. Enjoyed every line, every word.