Talk:Jinko/@comment-173.73.56.131-20160120045023/@comment-28655817-20160505013303

I don't do anything but wait...

...For my Arachne wife, who heard me tripping all of the secret alarm threads along the path home that she had lain for me. I look up at the dark, leafy canopy...and see a pair of almond-shaped ice blue eyes open slowly in the shadow.

One of the eyes winks. I smile back, and straighten the collar of my exquisite silk jerkin.