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Our prompt for April 2019 was to write a story featuring a bee
Congratulations to the winners of our April 2019 competition. Feeling inspired? Have a go at this month's prompt(this will open in a new window).
From: Hive 314A
To: Central
Project Pollination is experiencing significant issues in Sector 5NE. Human activity has caused setbacks of 33.1%. Anticipating severe delays if not properly addressed. Request permission to initiate countermeasures. Please advise as to aggression levels.
From: Central
To: Hive 314A
Permission granted. Proceed with maximum aggression.
Bha i na suidhe air a' bhruach, uisge fuar an locha ma casan. Bha a làmhan a' slìobadh an fhraoich, agus an-dràsta 's a rithist thogadh i a sùilean a dh’amharc na sgòthan a' sgapadh à sealladh gu tuath.
Dh'èirich dranndan seillein bhon mhonadh; bhiodh blàths-leighis an t-samhraidh faisg.
Mhaireadh i.
She was sitting on the bank, her feet immersed in the cold water of the loch. Her hands were stroking the heather, and now and again she would lift her eyes and gaze at the clouds dissipating from sight to the north.
The humming of a bee rose up from the moor; the healing warmth of summer would be near.
She would last.
She’s heard of Bees, but their magic has long since been lost on her. They’re as real as Unicorns; that's to say, not at all. Yet there was one before her, a splash of yellow amidst the smog, a wish on a spring morning, and she starts to believe again.
Happy was a small fuzzy, buzzy bee. One day he set off across the garden to find his favourite flower, it was pink and purple. Oh how he loved it, he loved it like a friend. It welcomed him with open petals. I'm sure you would love it too.
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