The Tailor Spider
The Tailor Spider: Creators, Weavers, and Mendors Of Magical Fashion and Accessories
Excerpt from Wounded Healer Regarding Tailor Spiders:
This used to be the passage about the magical spiders...
Chapter 3: Living In An Ethereal World
Wong looked at a clipboard he had been carrying under his arm.
“On today’s ‘To Do List...’ There are a couple of sentient creatures that had been under our magical care that recently escaped, left, or were taken off the premises,” Wong advised. He sighed in irritation. “It’s really difficult to find something invisible, and not much easier to find something as small as a gnat.”
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“What about the Tailor Spider?” inquired Wong.
“Fortunately for the tiny little lady, she signed herself back in just hours ago,” said Dr. Strange.
“Oh! That’s good! Those little spiders are exquisite tailors and weavers. Their work is unsurpassed. Their spinnerets produce the most unique translucent spider silk,” he gushed. They can make the silk different colours by ingesting special edible dyes. Their silk thread is lighter than gossamer, thinner than a human hair, yet stronger than steel! They are so amazing!”
“Wong, how can you possibly know all this stuff??” asked Stephen, incredulous.
“I pretty much live in a library, remember?” Wong replied. “I love to read. And, by the way those spiders made your cloak.”
Levi seemed a bit startled, judging by the way it jumped off Stephen’s shoulders for a few seconds, facing toward Wong.
“Scout’s honour! When have I ever lied to you, Levi?” said Wong to the cloak as it clasped back around Dr. Strange’s shoulders.
“I didn’t know that! I’ll have to read up about those! Well, this particular missing spider, was healing one of her legs from a repetitive work injury and should not have been released from physiotherapy,” explained Stephen.“Then, of course, her physiotherapist disappeared in front of her eyes and she had heard about The Snap and what it had done,” he continued. “She was very concerned about the well-being of her children. All 24,398,204 of them. She felt she had to go check on them. She had left a note, but it was overlooked, somehow.”
Wong rolled his eyes. “I can imagine a spider that size wouldn’t use a regular-sized piece of paper.”
“Nor could she hold a regular-sized pencil,” said Stephen, raising his eyebrows, amused. “Well she did try her bestto let someone know where she’d gone. Tai said the poor little thing hadn’t even made it all the way through her list of names,” said Stephen, shaking his head. “Once she realized everyone had been returned safely, she came back to Kamar-Taj to start her physio again.”