Do Ants Have Feelings の小説・ストーリー

I blink, and all of a sudden, I can see through it. They’re ants, crawling over each other to get a piece of a dropped crumb, giddy to feel someone else’s body under their feet, grateful that it’s not their turn to be crushed this time. Their contempt isn’t something I have to bear. It belongs to them. It’s a whiskey before bedtime so they can sleep at night, a toke before work so they can get through the day. It’s theirs, another crutch they use to drag themselves through their small, scared, bitter lives.

Controlling these ants, like the queen bee, means there is someone who commands them too. Spooked, everyone started to feel worry as they put a glimpse of what was the reason behind Kent's odd reactions. Some of those who didn't hear because of the distance between them, were told by those who heard it by a chain of murmurings and whispers. Alex's eyes bulged too, surprised of what Kent had said. How can there be an invasion here? Did some of the tunnels have been breached, causing creatures from other habitats to enter? Alex thought. "Are these creatures from other habitats?" Alex said, trying to stay calm. If Alex started to panic, everyone might, too. And that's not good for they might lo

What they didn't know is that an ant, regardless of its size, it can actually kill the elephant. "You woman you need to calm down. This isn't a place for a woman like you to muddle or show your petty antics. I don't think you should even be allowed to be here at all." His words were like a catalyst for riling me up, his croaky voice was raising the anger inside me to a greater level and my patience was also running thin. I wished with every bone inside me that he be damned any moment from now. My teeth chattered, hitting against each other and my veins popped out, my wolf was on the urge. I wanted to pounce on him and reap him and his friends into tiny pieces.

Pretended I didn’t affect him. But his ears always went pink. He had tells he didn’t even know he had. “What are you doing outside so late?” I asked. He shrugged, not looking at me. “Couldn’t sleep. The moon is too bright. And there were soldier ants in my room.” That made a low laugh escape me. “You’re terrified of everything small, aren’t you?” “I am not terrified,” he snapped, glaring at me. “They bite. And they attack in groups. It’s logical to avoid them.”

People who only thought that the world belonged to them once they had money and a tiny bit of strength. Maybe it was because of his justified arrogance but Anita felt like it was an unlucky fate for them to meet. Suddenly her hairs stood and she was startled to a quick standing. With the gift on her hand, she scanned the car. Anita was always highly sensitive to animals and insects. Especially crawling insects. Her heart pounded in her chest. ‘Okay, It is official. I don’t use my brain anymore’ she scolded herself inwardly. The man earlier as she believed was scarier than the crawling insects and incredibly dangerous, yet she could stand up foot against him.

She is in my past now and if I have any plans of moving forward, I have no choice but to let her go forever. I like to think of fireflies escaping in the night with their wings stretched in the air without fear. I like to think of butterflies too as I said earlier but I think i prefer fireflies more. Insects are wonderful little creatures that moves in an orderly manner I presume. Take a look at soldier ants. Do they not march in a single file, persuading each other to keep up the hustle and never get tired? I won't think of soldier ants marching in a single file when I go to bed today neither will I think of fireflies or butterflies flying freely in the air with outstretched wings. Rather,

Hera's Pov Life is not to be lived alone. An obvious fact that was seen everywhere. In a colony of ants or hive of bees, in the way that a forest is nothing but a collection of other living things and how the body operates because of a group of systems. It also showed in fucking mind control created by a group of sadistic bastards. Their hold was proving difficult to break and it annoyed the fuck out of me. There was no way I was letting down Xander but time wasn't on my side.

Suddenly, it felt like thousands of ants were crawling all over my body. Instinctively, I quickly took off my top, trying to get them off. What was wrong with me? I stared at the hazy, blurry man in front of me and found myself drawing closer to him. The closer I got, the more relieved I felt from the ant bites; it was like he was a repellent to these ants.

He rumbled real low in his chest showing his displeasure on seeing her tears. “Quiet! You are the reason I am crying. Don’t you have the brains to move away when a ball of fire was coming at you?” Alexa yelled without taking a breath, again earning a few audible gasps from the crowd. Antonio watched the exchange with wide eyes. No beast has allowed their mate or anyone to touch them. If the beast touched someone it was to kill and not to comfort. It was how they grew up, all they knew was to hunt and kill. He did not understand the exchange he witnessed.

The door opened slowly and I saw white fur coming in my direction, Ares climbed onto the bed snuggling up to me and laying her paw over my abdomen. I immediately felt better and somewhat a bit happier. I sometimes think the dogs have a better emotional understanding capacity over Antonio who only knows two emotions of mine. I snuck my hand out and ran my fingers through her fur loving the rumble that would come from her, she liked it. Antonio came in with a tray of food in his hands and my stomach grumbled, I didn't realise how hungry I was until the smell of the food came my way.