Decorequiem wrote:
There's a tipping point and when you steel yourself for the fall, you'll settle into a nice, melancholy mood where you can survey the ruination around you, take a deep breath, and spy the scent of flowers in the muck.
That is as perfectly said as humanly possible.
Also they are called "pepsis wasps" or "tarantula hawks"

A "hawk wasp" suggests a flying stinging thing that actually preys on hawks, which is pretty much the most frightening thing I could ever conceive of.
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I know I made them a promise but those are just words, and words can get weird.
I think they made themselves perfectly clear.