Termites of the garden. The first dawn in the garden was simple but intense. Intensely hot. And next came the torrential rain. Massive plants sprouted up, followed by great beasts lurching about the land.
Gradually, many kinds and sizes of creatures came to make their home there, and they endured through hot and cold spells, and then for a time, all was more or less peaceful.
In the second dawn, moments before sunrise, an odd sort of termite appeared. They burrowed beneath the soil, taking nutrients right from the grasp of hungry roots. They dug deep into clay, with which they constructed mound after mound after mound, tunnel after tunnel.
A fraction of an instant before sunrise of that second dawn, if you looked out over that garden, you could be forgiven for saying it wasn't a garden at all, but a city of termites.
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When Termites Take Over the Garden