‘They say we will starve and the babies will all die…’įlora’s time in the nursery is successful but it comes to an abrupt end when the fertility police arrive on the ward following the discovery of a wing deformity on one of the newly hatched bees. ‘They say the season is deformed by rain, that the flowers shun us and fall unborn, that foragers are falling from the air and no one knows why!’ She plucked at her fur convulsively. There she is left as an experiment to see whether she can produce Flow and feed the babies but not before she learns of the concerns of Sister Teasel: Taken under Sister Sage’s wing (sorry), Flora travels through the hive with her to the Nursery. Flora ‘is obscenely ugly…excessively large’ and can speak – highly unusual for her kin.
Abnormal’ by the hive police, she is saved from certain death by Sister Sage, one of the priestesses. Her kin was Flora and her number was 717.įlora 717 is a worker bee, born to serve in the lowest class of the hive – sanitation. This was the Arrivals Hall and she was a worker. Her rigid body unlocked and she calmed as knowledge filled her mind. All she could do was breathe until gradually the vibration and static subsided and the scent evaporated into the air. Static roared through her brain, thunderous vibration shook the ground and a thousand scents dazed her. She dragged her body through and fell out onto the floor of an alien world.
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