Saturday, January 6

An insect crawled among the trees
Devouring my favorite Bloody Lily
The flame of hatred burned brightly
I shall crush it and leave it with no complete body

I am very peculiar about people hurting or destroying my favorite things.

Things I treasure that is.

Every little flower in my dwelling, shan't be touched by anyone, or anything.

Yesterday night, this certain insect devoured half of my Bloody Lily, the grandest flower in my Forest.

To make matters worse, almost all of those near my Bloody Lily is bitten.

Rage, burns deeply and it's gonna be bad.

Which nasty little creature dare touch my beloved things?

Who is this little insect that is so tiny but dare do big things?

Dare to climb up my Bloody Lily, a thing so much finer and taller than it.

Worthless insect, I shall find it out.

After it is found, I'll crush it, and hear its exoskeleton break into million pieces, hear its pain cries and mourns for ungiven mercy......

Insect, who doesn't realise its unseenable size, who deserves the looks on our faces of detest, who deserves us to look down at it, and it to look up at us......

Worthless......

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