I want the world to know I’m watching;
Down below the people scurry like ants, sweet suttle movements. Marching in sycronization as their beloved, fat succulent Queen awaits the next meal.
Sweet honey drips fall down like a waterstream from Niagra falls..Earthquake!!!
Abundant casualties: lives loss, the true essence of the bee’s knees.
Hello everyone, today I’ve decided to try something new. I want to build my craft and this is my take on “flash fiction”. Leave a comment and tell me where I can improve. I’m a firm believer in constructive criticism!
As always thank you for reading!!!