05-13-2025, 11:13 AM
Such a little thing, outside wandering alone. What are his thoughts as he travels the vastness of this terrain? Blue skies and piled high clouds above a field of waving grain stalks. Seed pods bouncing up and down as if conversing with each other, encouraged by whisps of moving air. Drops of water hang from spikey wheat grass encouraging relief from a parched throat. Suddenly a familiar acquaintance comes rushing towards him shouting Beware! Beware! They are coming. Oh No! Replies Jack the grain beetle, I think it’s time to retreat and return to the wife and kids, as he muses future adventures for another day.



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