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Moving upward into view,
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three huge, white arachnids with eagle wings.
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Sky spiders.
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I draw my sword...
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And I cry out, "Back, eight-legged demons!
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"I will not scoop you up with a catalogue
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and let you outside on this day!"
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Stay your blade, Joseph Gordon.
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Sky spiders are as frightened of us as we are of them.
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Plus they eat all the sky mosquitoes.
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I cast speak with monsters,
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and I say, "Hello.