The Ants of the Earth
Huge boulders fall from the heavens
tumbling down into the dense jungle.
I approach the fallen rocks with great care,
pleasantly discovering massive amounts of food.
I return home with a chunk of this mana as proof.
My family returns with me to carry the boulders back upon our backs.
We shall feast tonight and our family shall flourish.
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Squeezing the stale bread between his fingers
it softly crumbles, the crust breaking into small flakes that float to the ground
Looking down, he discovers the grass sprinkled with crumbs.
The bread is useless,
He tosses it far into the woods
and walks home for dinner.