Unaware of the activity within
the room, I begin to construct my web.
The sunlight striking this window will surely attract those who may have
overslept. I am hungry, but I shouldn’t
let that distract me from my duties.
This corner of the window is perfect, I can affix three sides securely,
and fill this net with straight lines as well as angles. I mustn’t slow down. The warmth of the sun is growing.
I notice now that all the while there has been some human muttering, walking back and forth, seemingly annoyed
at something. Whatever, I cannot be
bothered, my web is elaborate and sturdy.
There is no wind on this side of the window, which is good, but also no
breeze to nudge any passers-by into my trap.
The food supply is great just outside, but so is the cold. I chose to stay here.
The human has stopped and now
peers down upon my handiwork. He admires
my web, as he should. I must admit it
is quite impressive. I will back up into
this corner and wait. I could use the
rest. He now will be my entertainment,
him, and his crowbar.
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