Walking Away

Ixilixi had tried to grant a single spider the power to look into the future of its own world, but had only angered the traveler. Now it watches its creation Ixi, drowning in chaos, and the Ixilixians spiders following it blindly.

It sighed and decided to let go of its impossible dream of a pure world in its own image. It wished the spiders well, and walked into a temporal curve and spun a web of space and time around itself.

It sat there and waited for the next Aeon where, hopefully, things might not be so complicated.

The End

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