Aug 18, 2016 Friday Fictioneers, Original Flash Fiction, The Daily Post

PHOTO PROMPT © Janet Webb
Word Count:  100 words of text, exactly
Genre:  Post-apocalyptic magic-sci-fi

Hive-Bound
©August 18th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

I wait, resting my haunches, dreaming of other times.

My people went away millennia ago, leaving our perfect hive among beautiful, polished stones on a blue china plate, which sat on a table abandoned by humans who’d left in a noisy hurry, and hadn’t taken anything with them.

Everybody on the planet had left.

I stayed behind.  I am the guardian of this beautiful, irradiated, breath-killing world, and I know they won’t forget me.

In stasis, I watch my dreams flow by, iridescent as the wings of my people.

Time passes.  I wait quietly on my eggs, which never hatch.

___________________________________________________________________

Thanks to Fairy Blog-Mother, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers every week, and for letting us bloom into story-tellers in the magic of her warm encouragement!

Tags: #FridayFictioneers, #Original 100-word Flash Fiction based on a photo-prompt, #Post-apocalyptic fiction, #Sci-Fi Magic-Realism