An Unveiling

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With no net, she wove.
Balancing on the edge of her own wit and falling short more than once, she spun her way through in noiseless concentration.

She emerges from the foliage in a moment full of sound, hoping that her tired smile and doubt-filled eyes would go unnoticed.
Clear droplets cling to the finest silk and sway peacefully on their perches, collecting sweet minerals off the wind.

A masterpiece.

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