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Grandmother Spider watched the newcomer weave her elaborate web.
Jaconda spent days making complicated swirls, decorated with iridescent moon-dew and tiny buds.
Grandmother checked her own web. Symmetric, stable, taut in the right places.
“What say you, Grandmother? Is it not beautiful?”
“I’ve never seen anything like it. But aren’t there too many gaps?”
Jaconda snorted. “You wouldn’t understand. It’s daring, new. Yours is practically invisible. Everyone will prefer mine.”
Indeed, everyone admired it, for weeks, as Jaconda slowly starved.
Meanwhile Grandmother savored every juicy meal. For her web wasn’t designed to be admired. It was designed to catch flies.
Word count: 100. Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by the wonderful Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Click on the link to see other stories written based on the original photo prompt, below.
This is my first post in a while, after taking a longer-than-expected break over the holidays. So HELLO again everyone! I was intending to make my first post about my New Year’s resolutions, but… Well, my initial goals about getting super organized and being crazy productive and a stickler about prioritizing? Not meeting 100% success on that so far, between work during the day and wine during the evening. 🙂 Ah well, I still have time to turn it around. In the meantime, it’s nice to be back!
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