It was a white road and a very windy day…
All of them went in a line on the road not caring if there were cracks or potholes on the road. Occasionally they would dodge big squishy things which landed over them, trying to kill them. If one of them got squished under it, the others just moved around him and continued along the same path. They all were black. They always ventured to a place where they all got their food in the form of white crystal cubes as big as their own self. They would take one each and again start walking in a line back to where they came from.
The big squishy things were the fingers of a giant who lost her interest in the passing ants as she was hungry. She and the people like her started down the road.
It was a grey road and a very windy day.
They all walked in a line on a road not caring if there were cracks or potholes and looked out for the big squishy grey things above them in case it would rain, they would dodge it with a cloth stretched out on a rod which they all held.
They always ventured to a place where they got their food, in grey plates. They all would take one each.
It was a blue road and a very windy day.
The big squishy things were clouds. They all moved together and they were always very, very sad.