The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

You dream of the hive. It is not a dream of light. It is a dream of weight. You are inside the wax. The air is thick with the hum. It is a low vibration. It rattles your teeth. It shakes your bones. You are the queen. You are the worker. You are the dust. The hive is broken. Pieces of golden comb float in the dark. They fall like rain. They cut your skin. You do not bleed. You just dissolve....

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