Bee Grudged
Sep 5th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The creature basked in the sensory experience that was home, almost oblivious to the otherwise hypnotic aroma of clover which wafted in from beyond the hive’s entrance each summer.
To most fauna beyond the narrow and disguised access, this was an old tree clinging to its few remaining vital branches.
Rejuvenated, the worker set to follow the next wave out to forage for more nectar and the inadvertent spreading of pollen on which the rest of the planet depended.
Its world ended when a great hairy paw collapsed walls, mashing bee with wax and bark as the bear claimed honey.
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