Zoogenic

The sunset was about to hug the dusty sand and the mild water your feet would never want leave. She grabbed some bugs with the help of her flashy green plastic mould shaped like a sloppy tower. She noticed a little tree branch, small like her arm but thick enough to hold an ants’ colony. She wandered for a good 2 minutes amazed by the speed those little animals climbing on and off the piece of wood, animating it like if it was vibrating.