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They dwell somewhere underneath, hidden, as they patiently tread, in measured crawls...or flights, when starting to work. i've seen them before in their other journeys, these often despised creators of hardened, paths...straight, sometimes crooked lines inconspicuously appearing on ashen, concrete and creviced walls, especially on wooden furniture and on live heartwood trees. they've been working continuously for months now....these reddish lines, rising from the huge base of the Narra tree, are tendril-like tunnels...spreading wider for all their purposes. yet...these silent destroyers, could not even penetrate the tree, all they could do was move upwards, and patch the trunk with their muddy creations to make things worse, ants from a nearby towering  tree, crossed over their tunnels and ate them alive. the impenetrable Narra tree, stands unaffected by its "invaders"...swelling even more with golden yellow flowers falling on our heads, falling on the ground. Sally Copyright April 29, 2017 Rosalia Rosario A. Bay
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Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 3:53 AM UTC
Silent Destroyers