*roaring applause*

That's if they're even large enough to make out the pattern. At smaller scales, it's a dark, dense, warm forest of fibers, one you could wander forever and never know what direction you're facing. Doomed to forever writhe through the fibers of someone's sock, enveloped by their scent.
(3/3)

But to the macro, the hole hasn't even been noticed yet. Maybe the macro has a patterned sock with a cutesy little pattern/design on it. To any tinies, though, it's either a looming symbol of death, or the insignia an oppressive prison they want to escape from.
(2/3)

There isn't an inherent malice behind anything, they're just clumsy or don't understand their size and the true destruction they are causing. This'll definitely show up in a lot of my art for a bit lol (2/2)