myrmepropagandist on Nostr: "I've never known them to make sounds." I whispered with wonder. The chanting was so ...
"I've never known them to make sounds." I whispered with wonder. The chanting was so faint and so delicate that it was hard to be certain it was a real sound at all.
The man was silent, still watching the waves.
Then, abruptly, the pill bugs stopped their circle and the chanting changed rhythm. It was more stately now, slow. They move toward the center of the circle then back to the edges. Looking, carefully I could see their tiny footfalls were in unison.
"Here she comes." Said the man.
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The man was silent, still watching the waves.
Then, abruptly, the pill bugs stopped their circle and the chanting changed rhythm. It was more stately now, slow. They move toward the center of the circle then back to the edges. Looking, carefully I could see their tiny footfalls were in unison.
"Here she comes." Said the man.
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