A convocation of spiders
Summer is over and it’s dark now when I leave for work in the morning. In the last week or two, walking along the path by my block, I could feel strands of spider-silk against my face and neck.
Summer is over and it’s dark now when I leave for work in the morning. In the last week or two, walking along the path by my block, I could feel strands of spider-silk against my face and neck.