Mother stood, Amazon like, outside the cave that was her home. She spoke in a whisper that travelled across the world. In the jungles and fields everything stopped to listen. Deer lifted their heads from grazing to hear. Wolves cocked their ears. Snakes stopped mid-strike.
"Come home, workers," she said.
It took a few months. Furry yellow and black bodies obeyed the command, leaving their hives empty. The swarm grew. A black mass, travelling back to the beginning. Mother drew them to her. Her cave dripped with honey.
"They spray the land with poisons." The buzzing became angry for a moment. "Let's see how they manage without you."
Across the world, crops failed.
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