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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