Yule Mathoms 2005 Collected
December 14 - 11 stupid spiders: 5. Untitled - by Wolfwind
My siblings and I emerged to find that the evil ones had killed the whole colony. Somehow they had missed our cocoon; we were alone.
The bodies fed us for many days, but we had to move on. We were young and stupid and blundered near the enemy. We might have attacked, fools that we were, but we were distracted by little ones.
They looked less threatening. We scooped them up easily enough, and hung them out to ripen.
Then came the Sting: a tiny, bodiless mocker, a killer. We had never seen its like. Eleven died at its point.