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No folks. No language. No war. Only spiders.
We communicate through feeling by itself, touch, odor, flavor. Experience with our 8 very long legs. Beady black eyes search out, only to see a swarm of our brothers and sisters. They glimpse back again. We click on. We scamper.
No air. No sea. No land. Only spiders.
We crawl about the bodies of a person one more. Suffocate against one anotherA darkish, writhing mass. We eat a person yet another for sustenance. We lay our eggs in the carcasses of the deceased. Life and demise cycle as it can, the dwelling spring from the useless to have their turn. We breed. We rot.
No warmth. No time. No space. Only spiders.
Were being a wayward, miraculous human scientist to in some way notice us, it could be speculated that our atoms and molecules resemble the mass of our whole selves. Had been a wayward, miraculous human scientist to by some means speculate on our universe, the form of it could be considered to have a substantial stomach, and eight scampering legs. We are, every little thing is spiders.