cw: body horror, no fandom, though semi-inspired by Fallen London's general tone
When we migrated underground to escape the radioactive sunrise, we brought the bees, long abandoned by their owners, as a sign of gratitude. They had kept us alive for all those years when there was no nourishment for the body to be found; there were so few of us left, after those centuries of hunger.
But in the darkness, as the buzzing formations that formed our arms, legs, and bodies, and hosted our minds, grew in excitement, I wondered how long it would take until they abandoned us in turn--until they scattered to the winds, destroying our minds as our borrowed bodies dispersed back to individual bees.
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When we migrated underground to escape the radioactive sunrise, we brought the bees, long abandoned by their owners, as a sign of gratitude. They had kept us alive for all those years when there was no nourishment for the body to be found; there were so few of us left, after those centuries of hunger.
But in the darkness, as the buzzing formations that formed our arms, legs, and bodies, and hosted our minds, grew in excitement, I wondered how long it would take until they abandoned us in turn--until they scattered to the winds, destroying our minds as our borrowed bodies dispersed back to individual bees.