Hitchcock Meets Stephen King
Hitchcock Meets Stephen King There was no rhyme or reason to their flight. They bumped into each other as they tried to whizz by, only to change direction as soon as they reached where they thought they wanted to be. They lived in a realm of glorious chaos until they were reined in by the clang of two metal rods. The Rod Keeper stood by the Keeping House and looked on as one by one they danced inside, entranced by the still ringing rods. Is this the beginning to a fantasy novel? Let's try again: They had taken over, the bees. No one knows exactly how it came about, but from time immemorial they had conquered the trees. People had learned to avoid the woods, but sometimes a weary traveler rested under the inviting shade, unleashing the bees' wrath. "How dare you stop underneath our home! Should we give up this, too, you greedy human? How much more do we have to endure?" they shouted. Then, they would swarm around the person, scaring him away or even stinging him to dea...