scorpion - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The scorpion scuttled across the floor and took it's rest in the loose folds of his shirt that he had dropped. It liked it there, it felt dark and secluded. It waited with it's stinger curled to it's smooth exoskeleton as dawn began to turn the darkness of the room into grey and then finally light. It was still there after Aaron's shower and when he picked up his shirt the startled creature tumbled out and stung him on the leg. He knew there are over 2000 species of scorpion and only 30-40 can kill a man, but he could feel the poison in his system already and he didn't like his odds of survival He knew he needed to know the species to get the right antidote, As he watched the pale almost albino looking creature make it's escape he grabbed the phone.
The scorpion's armour plating gave it an almost mechanical look. It moved with alarming rapidity across the tile making for a shaded spot to hide in. Daniel turned his new gadget on the creature as a test and sure enough he could hear those tough exoskeleton husks knocking into one another. This thing was as good as those fabled ears the BFG had, but this was real and in his hands.
In the flicker of the candlelight the scorpion was more black than the night outside. His pincers were raised, yet held in toward his head, like a boxer holding his hands in ready to take a jab. Each inky claw had a swollen bulb right behind the long serrated edges, ugly and menacing. Yet for all the display with his pincers, it was the curling tail that scared us the most. A pinch would be painful but the poison soon after would be deadly.