Sunday, November 14, 2010

Walk without rhythm

Walk without rhythm

A bird passing overhead attracts the attention of the vicious, and fast, burrowing predator worm. It dislodges the earth as it speeds through to its chosen point of attack, where it suddenly bursts up through the thin shell of the earth, lunging up and spraying the air above it to stun the bird into falling down into its bushy head of micromanipulators, waiting hungrily to rip it to pieces and shove the raw bird carcass down into the worm's maw for later devouring.

Either that, or it's a kind of arid climate plant that has bloomed out.

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