@godperi ❤'d!
Crouched by a park bench was a man, studiously scribbling notes and sketches as he watched a trail of ants. They were carrying small bits of food, and he watched wide-eyed with rapt attention as each one shifted in hue upon passing by. The corners of his moustache twitched; each and every single one of these creatures made up a section of life themselves.
"Ants were of... abnormal hue... in close proximity... to..." He mumbled, his quill scratching the page with each word. On the bottom of the page was a drawing of tiny ants, gleefully holding hands in a circle. Looking up from his notebook, he smiled wide. "You creatures are so small. And yet, you make up such an important part of life! Truly fascinating. Yes, each and every one of you."