The spider smiled as the flies used her web as a ballroom, dancing a waltz and lost in the world they created to pretend they weren't her captives, now and forever. Once, she had been called a magpie, a collector of shiny bits, baubles, and pieces, but now she found she rather preferred being a spider - made them shine all the brighter, and they could never leave her. Ever. She made sure of that.
(So when the song came up, I instantly thought of Sherlock, but then for some reasons the Guardians of Ga'Hoole, and I don't know why I'm saying this because they didn't really influence this at all...)
(The song was The Thieving Magpie by Rossini. It, uh, doesn't have words, but I went with it anyway.)
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