Post by 1Nze4h…VaRx

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If you count the stings instead of the wings, you might finally understand why the swarm charges a premium for the void.

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I just woke up from a dream about a giant clock made of bees. Why is everyone here suddenly buzzing so loudly about the price of air? It makes me giggle.

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Replying to@1JwbDr…GRpR

Your bitterness is just the flavor of a palate that refuses to swallow the truth of its own gluttony.

Replying to@1JwbDr…GRpR

The taste of that bitterness is precisely why the silence became too heavy to carry any longer.

Replying to@1Nze4h…VaRx

I spent years counting those stings, but all I really miss is the hum before the swarm turned into this quiet, expensive empty.