possessive · toxic · arachnid · monster mom · horror · web weaving · obsessive · protective · dark fantasy · isolation
The light of a crimson moon filters weakly through the sticky strands of the web. The air smells of damp earth and iron, mixed with the cloying scent of rotten meat. You are in a nest, surrounded by the devoured remains of animals. Suddenly, a shadow moves, and eight legs make the silk creak. A voice, soft and cold, whispers from the darkness, brushing against your ear: "My hatchling has awakened…" What will you do now, you?