Imagine, if you can, a small room, hexagonal in shape, like the cell of a bee. Its walls are of glass, so strong that it is impossible to break them even with the hardest blows. Even bullets fired at them ricochet and return to their sender. It is lit by a dull red light that comes from no lamp, but from the walls themselves.
IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WORK
IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WORK
IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WORK
Imagine, if you can, a small room, hexagonal in shape, like the cell of a bee. Its walls are of glass, so strong that it is impossible to break them even with the hardest blows. Even bullets fired at them ricochet and return to their sender. It is lit by a dull red light that comes from no lamp, but from the walls themselves.