The many-legged warriors

Stomp goes the feet of the many-legged warriors. Eating anything in its path. Short or long like the great tree's vines. Marching through the gates of fear pushed by the need for food and clear water, narrowly escaping the ash and motor.

Fighting like the devil in captivity fighting for land against what looks like tall grey trees. A big battle for small people motivated by the shining footsteps of their ancestors for this battle is very old and repeated throughout the ages to be passed down in generations.