It’s been a few months since Cicada Nation, since the rise and collapse of an insect empire.
Brood 10 has risen and fallen before. Great armies of mostly clueless, horny, hungry soldiers set forth and dominated the landscape. Great waves amassed in our trees, singing out, signalling to each other that the time had come to rise up and take over the world.
But they lacked a leader. A unifier. A great and powerful orator who could channel their exuberance. They also lacked stamina. Once they’ve satisfied their lust they croak. If you are going to have an army that pillages, it’s better if they don’t all just die after getting some lovin’
Fear not, Cicada Nation will rise again.