THE BITE OF THE LITTLE THING.ONLY ONE BITE AND YOU'LL CHANGE YOUR MIND ABOUT IT.LIKE I DID...JUST AS SOON AS IT BIT ME ONCE...
WHEN THE NIGHT IS BEAUTIFUL,A PLEASANT DARKNESS ALL AROUND,THE WONDERFUL WEB BUILDER COMES OUT OF ITS HIDING PLACE TO MAKE ITS SILVERY WEB.IT WORKS ON IT IN ARTISTIC WAYS...
AND FINALLY THE WEB IS BUILT AS TINY DROPS OF MELTED FOG DRIP DOWN FROM THE LEAVES ABOVE,MAKING THE WEB STAND IN A STRONGER POSITION...
THE BUILDER STANDS STILL AND WAITS FOR ITS PREY TO COME AND ENJOY THE NIGHT VIEW,SITTING ON ITS NEWLY MADE,BEAUTIFUL SILVER THRONE...THAT HAS A DEADLY INTENTION OF DOING SOMETHING...
AS THE DRUNK LITTLE INSECT SITS ON IT,IT'S DONE...FINDING ITSELF WRAPPED UP IN THE DEATHTRAP IT CAN DO NOTHING BUT TO REALIZE THAT ITS LIFE IS OVER AND STARE HELPLESSLY AS THOSE SHARP HANDS AND TEETH WORK THROUGH ITS BODY...AND IT'S GONE FOREVER...
A WEB-COVERED HEART IS BEAUTIFUL...ISN'T IT...?