I forget the source of this story. Perhaps it was posted in Amazon Frontlines? The part I do remember is that the squirrel gnaws on the liana that holds the world tree, breaks the vine, then the tree falls down. What happens to the people after that? Where do the birds, butterflies, and cicadas go? And the jaguars running loose everywhere?! There is a huge evil harpy eagle on patrol also…

Sorry folks, I’ll take an incomplete. Better go back to sleep, and dream about this one a little bit more for a followup sometime in the future.