

simple | level | crumb | fortune| solvent
William was way below the conservative solvent levels. The colony was near starvation. The queen needed to be saved. Any little crumb of food was a fortune for the colony. He was on a simple mission today. Get food or perish.
He emerged from the burrows in the hill they had created. He narrowed his eyes to improve his limited vision.
he was their only hope.
The beak clipped on his torso.
His mission was history.
He could find food.
He was the food.
For the valiant ant of William’s stature, it was the shortest and most unremarkable story
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Aww, poor William.
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The gallant one 😊
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Thanks Greg. William too will be happy to find a mention 🙏😊
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