Comhroinn Fuaime

hid. Everyone was surviving—but barely. Luma made a choice. Instead of chasing the remaining flowers for herself, she began guiding other insects to the hidden patches she had quietly discovered over time. She showed Mara where nectar still flowed. She led ants to seeds near cracks in the concrete. She even helped ladybugs find shelter under leaves protected from heat. “Why help everyone?” one ant asked. “You could take it all.” Luma smiled gently. “Because none of us survive alone anymore.” We