Fall 36th, 511 AV
How many people have ever observed a spider creating her web from beginning to end? How many have watched the beauty of legs drawing silk from a spinerette to be placed so daintily to another frail strand of silk? Who looks at a spider once and deems them ugly? Or frightening? Who believes that their webs are art?
Alanys Hyacinth extended her long arm, placing five willowy digits on the solid wall and lifting herself up another few inches, repeating the movement with her other hand. Her slight body was wrapped in burgundy cloth, a long coil of pale silk curled around her slim waist and a large swath of violet silk draped over her narrow shoulders. The wall she was mounting was the wall to a house in Alvadas. Her goal was to knot the silk around her waist around some protrusion in the house's wall, and then do the same to a house across the narrow street. Of course, being in Alvadas, Alanys' plan could go awry due to the shifting nature of the streets and houses. She would just have her faith that Alvadas wouldn't betray her or play pranks on her today.
Another problem was that Alanys didn't know how to tie a knot other than the easily released one she usually used on her silk when she tied it to her knee. That was a hurdle she could cross when the time came, though, and so she disregarded it for now.
To any and almost all who observed, Alanys would appear as a dark red spider with pale limbs climbing the dark stone wall under Leth's illumination. A spider spinning her Web in white silk across the streets of Alvadas.
OOCAs it says in my summary (coolness, btw), the charge for the silk Alanys is using should be tacked on by the storyteller who will grade this thread. Please and thank you!
