Writing Prompt

Everything hurt. The world had become a desert. Her life, unimaginable. She cleaned her antennae with nervous energy. Hoping against hope that this was a problem she could fix. She assessed as she rubbed her injuries. Clean, all clean, She waggled her feelers summoning courage to continue. She tasted the world again.

There was smooth hard glass ground, not a bottle with the sweet promise of suga...

First it was the pet shop. They found me and placed me there, in a back aisle where customers rarely saw me. The boys forgot to feed me, and it was there that I thought I would die first. Then that woman bought me, and I was happy for a small while until she died. Then it was the empty apartment, scurrying to find any food I might on the floor or behind the refrigerator. When her kids came to clea...

There it is! I’ve finally made it. Zzyzx Road.

Damn! The ground is scorching hot. I can handle it though. If I follow this dirt road, they said I’d find the best and biggest abandoned watering hole in the Mojave Desert known to insect, just short of Vegas. And that I wouldn’t want to leave.

On foot, the road went on forever.

A week later, I came upon a huge crucifix-shaped neglected but hal...

The yellowness leaked into the corners of the crypt, signaling that it was Above day.

I stretched myself in preparation, giddy with possibility.

Perhaps today would be the day.

Perhaps I wouldn't be alone anymore.

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I lurched my body into yellow, pushing up and against the sand as it flooded around me. There was a slight resistance before the sudden break, and then I was...

I inhabit darkness.

Other beings are made for the light; I am not. The light scorches, it burns. It kills. Death lies in the light. All of our kind, my brothers, my cousins, and my sisters, my lineage across generations, wither and dry in the Brightness. Under the Grains of the Sea I crawl, praying the air will remain still, for fast air is the harbinger of death.

We try to sleep under the Grai...

The scorching desert is a harsh and unforgiving landscape, a realm where the sun beats down with relentless heat and the air is so dry it feels like it's sucking the moisture out of everything. It's a place where only the toughest creatures can survive. And yet, for the small insects that inhabit this harsh environment, it's the only home they know.

As an insect, every day is a struggle to surviv...

My people go back millions, billions, and maybe even trillions of generations. We have seen every storm to come and every rainstorm to fall.

We have watched them wander here, trying to establish a better life. The desert always takes them in the end.

Mythologies of all different types have regarded us as sacred.

We have seen the rise and fall of many empires, yet we stay the same.

We are know ...

I’ve been drying out for years.

I’m desperate to quench this constant thirst but my attempts are futile.

out here in the desert,

You learn to love the baking sun and scorching skin....

I’m trapped. Trapped in this hot desert, far from my family, friends and any other life. I have been searching for water, food, and materials too. It has felt like decades and I just want to go back home. As I walk for miles, the large clumps of sand intimidate me and nearly bury me alive every step I take. I don’t think I will make it much longer, so all I can say is… Goodbye....

This scorching place will be the end of me. People have talked about hell but I think this is worse. No matter how many miles I crawl or how mich shade I find, the heat always comes back. I dont know where my family is or where im going but I want to get away from this heat....