Confused Cicadas Sing

Today I found a lost cicada wing. Brood X is emerging early. That is NOT a good thing. The rhythm of the earth seems to be tilting
away from its eternal orbiting.

I hear the confused cicadas sing, mourning their orphaned offspring, and I fear they herald the dawn of a day of reckoning.

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