“Child, in this tower we walk on the floors!”
“Child?” she giggled, naked on the ceiling. “I’m five, wizard!”
“Old for a spider, but not for a human.”
She descended on a string of webs. “Falling in the cauldron, made me human?”
He smiled at her four eyes and fanged grin. “Mostly.”
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