Sweet sweet honey dripped onto Starla's tongue. She glanced around with big bright bug eyes, watching the festivities in town.
Directly below her, in her Mother's Garden's, she saw a boy. She flew to him and landed on his shoulder, drinking his blood.
As Starla beat her wings the little boy grew into a ghastly man, then monster, and finally something wholly undesirable.
Starla laughed like God and flew circles around the town, infecting all who had the pleasant misfortune of being stung.
It wasn't quit the Midas cursed touch but, in the meantime, it'd do.
Bliss was for fools.
D.M. almost 4 years ago
An interesting name for quite the toxic bug!