2 February 2013
I spin a web of entanglement. Trapping all who cross my lair. No one may pass unnoticed.
Each thing must have it's own effect:- Be it good or bad.
I observe you with awed silence.
Though you may not realise it, I lured you here.
You are my reason and I am yours.
Now you are subject to my fascinations. My object of play.
The Spider's Web • Opuss № I