POBee 92.1 - Bee-musing Communing
She slowly awakened. Everything was dark, pitch black. She began to squirm, wondering where she was, what had happened.
But then, suddenly, there was light. Or rather, mana. It danced across her eyes and flooded into her body. There were patterns, dances within the mana.
“Larva in section two is hungry, need honey.”
“Honey production good! New palace full of mana, barely need to add any to nectar! King is best king!”
“New flowers have mana but make sleepy, make worker fly slower. Inefficient. Don’t recommend.”
Her vision spun and she felt dizzy. A hundred different dances impressed themselves on her mind all at once. She…needed to feed the brood! Or…was she checking the honey? Or giving a scout report…or was she receiving it? Or was she trapped, curled up somewhere dark? Her head began to pound and she squirmed about in her confines.
That is, until she saw a dance that stood out above the rest.
“King made new room! Want to go see!”
Suddenly she burst into motion.