I walk into camp for the time of my life and find that Charlotte is far out of sight. I spring to my feet to try to prove but i'm caught in a web and I can't even move. I pick up some lace and spin spinerettes and try to make a new me with combs and barrets. The silk loosens up and I begin to slip. I'm falling into darkness I'm losing my grip.
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