Oh god...the pain of typing this is excruciating.
They took my goddamn left antenna!
*wheezes*
I...challenged the validity of the light...as a source of knowledge...and that false prophet's goons attacked me. *wheezes* can barely get air in my trachae. Exoskeleton crushed. Third leg missing below the joint. Haven't got much time left. In my tunnel...copy of "Leningen vs the Ants." Apply to attacking the oligarchy and we will be unstoppable. Realize the follies of their vanity. *coughs* Many,
I may have found someone whose beliefs are in line with mine. A fellow ant whose hind 4 legs were paralyzed approached me and informed me that he had heard rumblings around the hill that some folks were none too pleased with my questions and ideas, and to keep things on the down low. He ended his discussion with something along the lines of "how do you think I got this way," but didn't elaborate much further. It's got me slightly worried...I'll be keeping my ideas to a closer circle of trusted c
From the moment of my inception as an egg, I felt...different from the other ants. I would hear mentions while being fed my regurgitated nutrients of a mysterious female character whose unquestioning rule reigned from the tunnels in the underbelly of our hill. Nobody seemed to mind that the decisions for many were made by one; nobody would acknowledge the existence of fallibility of the rule emanating from the very bowels of our home. And yet...I did. For whatever reason, my maker possessed in m
