The Sahara Desert, usually synonymous with scorching heat and desolate landscapes, is now the cradle of a peculiar invasion. A miraculous rain of melted timepieces, unnaturally productive, is concerning the local beekeepers.
In the sweltering morning, a rain of melted watches, their ticking echoing the song of the wind, began to fall from the azure sky. These clocks, as pliable as wax, started to swarm over the burning sand, creating a shifting landscape of time, temperature, and surrealism. Spectators, sometimes awed, sometimes worried, witnessed this incredible phenomenon, on the edge of dreams and absurdity.
Local beekeepers, who until now were focused on bees and golden honey, are now faced with a new species of bees that inexplicably buzz around these time intruders. They seem to be attracted to the incessant ticking of the watches, as if the hypnotic sound is replacing the sweet nectar of flowers. These winged insects appear to have adopted the melted clocks as their new source of sugar, weaving honeycombs around them to create a honey of a color and texture previously unknown.
“We tried giving them flower nectar, fruits, but they prefer the sweet lament of time passing,” said Mahmoud, a local beekeeper, his voice strangely calm in the face of this absurdity. He added, scratching the beard he had cultivated from watch needles: “Perhaps time is sweeter than we thought.”
The Sahara, land of aridity and mystery, is becoming a playground of surrealism, where time melts and bees adopt the taste of the paradoxical. As the sun descends in the sky, painting the desert in shades of purple and gold, the melted clocks continue to swarm and buzz, adding a new rhythm to the heartbeat of the Earth itself.
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