That Which Should Not Be
I caught it stretching at 4am this morning.
Wickedex came over, and after some coercion, she agreed to go into the hall and smite the spider.
Where the chimping hell had it hidden those legs?
See the size of its teeth?
She left it playing amongst the wet russet leaves in the yard. She went out there barefoot. Madness.
I know it'll be back. See how one leg is reaching for me?