“Our greatest natural resource is in the minds of our children.”
Lord Voldemort* #quote
I wonder how different our world would be if instead of hamster balls they were hamster icosahedrons. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Ben the bat just reached adulthood and so had become set in the ways of his other bat brethren. Sleep during the day and hunt at night. Like his brothers and sisters he used sonar during the night and what he could of his eyes, bat's aren't blind as the saying goes but Ben didn't get much use out of his in the darkness of night in comparison to his sonar.
And so his life went. The usual cycle of hunt-sleep that animals are bound by. However one spring an obnoxious snore woke Ben and he flew out of the cave half-asleep. Only when the overwhelming brightness of day hit him did Ben fully awake from his slumber and notice he was flying out at the wrong time. No moon hung overhead, but rather the Sun, making every single beautiful spring color visible.
The vibrant flowers, the strange animals, the new tones of every object. Nothing was like it was at night. The world wasn't what it was meant to be. Ben flew back into the cave and tried to forget it all, sleep the day away along with all that sunlight and color so that he could hunt in the night again.