#FiveSentenceFiction: Sunshine

Water scorpion by B.O.K.E. I love sand: I crawl around the dunes, from time to time coming up to the surface, looking for preys.

The birds know about me, and keep well away, of course, for I am no flyer, the others, well, good luck to them, I am so fast.

Mostly, I keep still, basking in the warmth of the sand, and at night, dug in deep below the surface (some of you know how cold it gets at night in the desert…)

Humans are funny, they mess around in their big boots, oblivious of life teeming around them, moronic bulls in the middle of marvels of nature.

Take me, for example, how could they ignore a three foot deadly scorpion not even well camouflaged, in ambush in the sunshine?