A Man Who Flies From His Fear May Find He Has Only Taken A Shortcut To Meet It by LadySternchen  

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Bees- Beleg


He swallows, looking over his shoulder nervously. The other boys are watching him, and not altogether kindly, either. Maybe he should not have taken his mouth so full earlier. Only, back in the safety of the camp and with sweet honeycomb to chew on, hunting for more seemed easy. Now, facing the angrily buzzing beehive, it does no longer.

Does Beleg imagine it, or do the bees sound menacing, as though they are as much plotting against him, as he is plotting against them? He has already been stung a few times, and he is not at all eager for more. 


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