Vie sat on the rock wall in her garden and wept. Her bees clumsily milled about looking for their favorite summer blooms, only to find bare, broken branches and a sprinkling of flower heads crushed into the dirt and manure. In frustration, many shot off beyond the confines of their normally protective garden to seek pollen and nectar elsewhere. Where ex…
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