More Fractured Tales stories!
They are coming… I know they are… I can feel it in my bones… my nerves are raw and frayed like the ends of a worn and weathered rope.
I cannot stop them… no one can… there are too many of them… and everyone knows there is strength in numbers.
This has never happened before but, for some reason… it is going to happen soon.
No one believes me, of course… and why should they… even I think I must be going crazy!
And yet…
On very quiet nights when the air is still… and there is not a breath of wind… I can hear them moving… like the sound of silence roaring in your ears… almost deafening… and terrifying.
Millions of tiny legs… moving slowly over everything in their path… will they stay hidden until they all reach the same destination… or will they spread out until the entire earth is covered?
They have been around for years… appearing in small groups… always moving at the same pace… nothing to arouse suspicions.
So many small bodies squirming with a peculiar sort of rhythm… as they glide smoothly and effortlessly over every surface with their multiple legs.
In the dark of night… when everyone thinks they are sleeping… they are just waiting… biding their time until every one of their kind is in its assigned place.
I have a good idea what will happen when they all arrive at their destinations.
Perhaps they have a plan of attack… or maybe they will strike randomly… creating destruction at will… doing what comes naturally for them… leaving nothing but ravaged plant life in their wake.
But their plan of attack will change… and I feel certain this is the year… millions of them will cover everything… just horrible, writhing masses of… black and yellow.
At first glance they look kind of cute… like innocent little creatures… not even as big as my finger… and I really don’t mind seeing one occasionally… I just shudder and keep my distance.
Oh yes… their time is coming… I know it… I can feel it… and they will cover everything… like a hairy black and yellow blanket… constantly changing shape… moving and wriggling incessantly.
The very thought of their appearance makes my skin crawl… but there is no place to hide… no place is safe from them… for even a hairline crack will give them access.
All I can do is grit my teeth and prepare for battle… I will not give up without a fight!
