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This is a sad tale, of disappointment, misfortune and luck, and which is my duty to recount, as you may learn from my mistakes, little 'uns. Alas, not many learn from others mistakes, and their own are all the more grievious for that. Then, at least, may this be a tale to keep you entertained for a while.


"It was a fine day, much like this one. The evil birds were twittering in the bushes, planning on who to take and eat, pulling legs off first and then digging there sharp beaks into the abdomen. The flies were plentiful and the trees swayed slightly in the wind. I was standing on a leaf, chestnut I think, when the bitter north wind favoured me with a gust. I flew far and wide, almost passing over the great river, shimmering in the sunlight. Alas, I landed upon it, and the current swiftly pulled me downstream. The leaf overturned, and I plunged into the icy cold waters. I was sure I was going to die. Luckily, perhaps, I was pushed out at a waterfall, and fell far, but survived. I had crossed the river, which many have wished to do, but no other had succeded and returned alive. Perhaps they found a better life elsewhere, but I couldn't be sure, when you listen to my tale you will be doubtful as well, it is a tretcherous land.
                The ground was uneven, I struggeled up over mounds and hills, it was tough going. I managed up them, them climbed a tree in which to build a cobweb. This I did, a magnificent web it was. A spiral orb web, dancing in the breeze, fluttering attractively, of course. I don't know what those other spiders do with those useless webs of theirs. Anyhow, first I began on the primary strand, then strengthened it," the spider looked around at the younger ones at this point. He continued "Of course, you all know how to build a web. I shall continue so. It was a fine day as I said before, and flies were buzzing about the place. I caught a few, and left them.

To be continued...

VERY NICE.