Wonderland Challenge 2020

In Your Dreams

         PROMPT: You discover you're nothing but a figment of another person's dream! What is the dream about and how did you get there in the first place?

         

         Whoa! I feel woozy. My tongue is dry and fuzzy. My head throbs. Did I go on a bender that I can't remember? With a great deal of squinting, I force my eyes open.

         What is this place? I seem to be in a tiny, close-fitting chamber of some sort. I roll over biting my tongue against the stab to my brain. I hear moaning. Oh, that's me. My arms feel heavy and clumsy.

         Strange, I hear a constant buzzing. I shake my head, but, no, the buzzing doesn't go away. It's not me. There's also a sweet scent in the air. It's familiar, yet I can't place it.

         Something whizzes by and I feel a sudden rush of air, a breeze. Now I recall what caused my current predicament. I remember floating, no, flying through the air. Everything looked blurred. I sense being yanked up and away. Am I stuck to a hairy leg?

         The buzzing increases in volume and I find myself staring at a large yellow and black-striped bee. He towers over me. As I cringe, he reaches in and nudges me. I see my cowering reflection in his dark eyes.

         With a shriek and flailing, I awake covered in yellow pollen. A lone bee buzzes around my dishevelled hair and I swat it away. Undeterred, it returns and lifts me up as if I am weightless. The hairy legs are coarse and scratch my skin.

         Now I comprehend. I am a speck of pollen harvested by this drone. He finds me irresistible. I am hand-picked to be an ingredient in a honey comb. I am the object of its desire. He dreamt of finding me.

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