Reclamation
Furtively the masses surfaced and observed.
“It has been a long time,” said the king to his queen.
“That hillside hosted only trees when we left,” she replied. “So many dwellings now.”
“It will be as it was soon enough,” he assured her. He reminded her of how it was before; abundant sea life, harmless air, and fertile land.
And the Florasites marched forward to reclaim what they felt was once theirs. The balance could be restored and their Earth would be healed, though it would take time. And they had an eternity, and an infinite amount of patience.
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snapshots of everything 
Dear Kathy,
Imaginative piece. If we’re not careful there won’t be enough flora and fauna for the Florasites to reclaim. Love it.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle. It was fun to write. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Sounds like we need a Royal Family just like this one to restore our lands…
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Maybe. Keep in mind that once they are done, the lands probably won’t be ours anymore. Thanks for reading.
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I really loved the prospect of an army of Florasites putting right all that is wrong with our treatment of our environment. Will it be big enough, I wonder. Good one, Kathy.
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Thank you, Sandra.
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Very unusual take on the prompt. The Florasites sound wonderful, but scary if you’re a human, which I am. Great story.
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Thank you, Margaret. I had fun with it once the idea popped into my head.
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It could be the only solution…
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The planet would be better off, I think.
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