The Queen's Proclamation:A Quantity of Mercy
Total Royalty, Total Loyalty
To Our Loyal Subjects -- BuzzerKind, BeastKind and HumanKind: Oh, there are flowers in SeaPort Downs, and birds everywhere singing of mercy. White gray gulls and black rockery crows, shining as they preen their feathers with yellow beaks. And robins, yes, the robins, puffing their chests and crying out joy amid their nesting restlessness.
Nature's own joy is jury, for how could it sing if the Downsizings were not but a trimming of the weeds that choke our wingsraum with their excess life span.
You may have heard of the mercy visited on the Humans, and upon Mayor Reg. As the Bee Counter zzzzzz'Tokris said, "The Bee is the measure of all things." KinterSylvanian Bees live the natural length of a life, which is seven years.
To DownLengthen human lifespan is but to trim an excess to nature's true dimension.
zzzzz'Drom's mercy keeps them alive beyond nature. Why, then, the cries at the death of Mayor Reg, and of children whose lives spanned eight years at the youngest? We harmed none younger than seven!
And why the uproar, My Cousin, over the Hive's claim on the human digestive processes, already a boon to all Apiculture? Privacy of digestion is an unnatural privilege, unknown among Bees, Cousin.
Removing these unnatural privileges is not theft, and neither is measuring out our Royal mercy-to-nature with Scorpion Bees.
THE QUANTIFYING OF MERCY MUST BE TRAINED!
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