In a corner of that room, a small spider that had four glassy eyes and couple of legs moved skillfully through the web that he had woven. His red eyes observed the meeting very carefully as if he cared, noting and discovering while his little feet went ahead playing with the ropes that he made. His presence were so natural for a castle that aged for a hundred of years, especially inside a room that rarely was opened for those special gusts. And by the time they finished the little creature departed, crawling back into his nest and hole as if nothing had happened. Enjoying of what was left of the fire’s warmness. He crawled back, slowly through the lingering darkness until every figure had left the place.
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“Kitten you are my lost miracle” his husky voice announced “Therefore you decide what option you want to take” he tried to clarify as her body trashed menacingly over his shoulder
