Without eyes
they know the path each ant would follow. They find their nest and do not go astray. Ants prey, hunt after a cripled
insect, climb up a tree, run, cross each other on a stretched wire in opposite
directions high up above without fear of falling.
There was once
a war between small ants against giant ants that occupied a bush. The small
ants endlessly came one by one to attack. When hurt it would run back while
another one was coming on. When a small ant succeeds to bite a feet of the giant,
he would be beheaded by the giant one. The body falls but the head keeps still
hanging on the giant’s feet, until the surface of the earth was sowed with little ants bodies, while the air
was filled with an ant’s smell.
At long last,
the last giant ant falls but the bush was not occupied by the small ants.
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