Some say the world is a ball of mud floating in space around a giant ball of fire. Other think it's the opposite and everything revolves around earth. The most sensible ones think it's flat and that it rests on an infinite pile of giant turtles. Fools! All of them. I know the truth, for sure. Its maddening, but I've seen it.
The world, and by that I mean life itself, is held together by the thin silky thread of tiny clockwork spiders.
Oh, I used to be just like you. I didn't know the truth. That was before...that was a long time ago. Until one night, as I had fallen asleep watching TV, I saw a spider in a corner next to me. It was...different. It looked just like any other common spider, as it was mostly black, but it had an unusual, almost copper hue. And as I was watching it, I noticed a faint clicking sound coming from it. Nevertheless, I swatted the spider with the TV guide. But instead of the smear of blood and other organic products I expected, there were many tiny gearings and cogs which spilled all over the room. I've kept everything I could find in a matchbox. I'll show you, if you want.
Since then, I've spent hours and hours watching them thread their endless web and I've never hurt any other spider. Next time you're about to clean some cobwebs, you should think about it twice. Who knows what might happen. Now do come in, my friend. It's cold outside and there's a nice cup of tea waiting for you. And don't be afraid of the clockwork spiders. They usually don't bite.
