Status Updates From Soluzione finale

The bees did speak to him, after a fashion. The featureless drone, the sonic blank that others heard was to him a shifting narrative, rich, inflected, variable, and distinct...and he moved along the sound, tending to his hives...stooped and marveling.

"the occluding moon rolled on; the world dazzled once more with sense and light and the marvelous vanity of meaning."