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Ib reached out a hand to the ants, giggling as a few walked over her fingers. The trail of ants couldn’t talk like the ant in the Gallery had, but she still thought they were cute. And who knew, maybe they could talk and just didn’t want to.
“No!” Ib yelled, thrusting an arm out as a man stepped near the ants. “...Don’t step on them.”












