There will now follow a short tale of woe about a self interested goat.
The shortest night of the year means a Merry International Short Story Day to one and all! I have written a little story in celebration. it is about a bee. Sorry, the text on the image is hard to read in places unless you look at it quite closely (I was going to do an illustration rather than a photoshopping but didn’t have time, alas), so I’ve put a transcript after the jump.
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