July 7, 2014 by Sez
When in doubt, dystopia.
We used to call this plant the butterfly bush.
Yes. Now we call it purple but there used to be many purple flowers when I was young.
Butterflies were… Well, they flew like bees.
Yes that’s right, we need bees to live.
And when the precious bees began to die, we modified them to be unkillable. And so we both survive .
Well, the butterflies all died. They had wings like pictures, and they loved these flowers.
They had no sting.They were beautiful.
But now we have the bees, our saviours.
Soon they will be here.
Inside. Inside quickly, children.