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A small white box, and what's inside it. Looks a little bit like James Hive-Maker, though you may have to squint just a little bit for the resemblance. An enlarged image of bee vocal cords, singing extra melodies all around the sunlit fields. The voice box of that one lone bee that managed to escape the terrible winter experiments of Zoltan Abbassid. |
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