Crumbling and blowing away in the light breeze, the roof of the shack has shingles barley hanging on. The door to the shack lays next to the door frame on the front porch which is now more of a hazard than a veranda. The shack is missing large chunks of the walls and one can see straight through the building in many place. The walls are coated with fuzzy molds and fungus while the exposed wooden frame has been eaten away in many places by worms.
Abandoned Shack, Wasteland
spider
families
My family is my reason for being. My kids and my wife are all I have. This village is all we know in this crazy world.
It is dreary and miserable and drains my spirit spider. Why do you speak to me? Front porch is a hazard to the family.  We know it is hazardous. We had to take shelter fast though. A raiding party from the dark lands was coming throught the village killing and pillaging. I love eating unwary prey.  I hope you aren't talking about us. We are not unwary and will fight if need be. Does my size intimidate you?  Who wouldn't be intimidated by a spider the size of a dog! But I will protect the family whether I am afraid or not. Perhaps you should seek an easier meal creature. Does the mould scare you? Nothing stands on my way.  The mold is a minor concern. I am mostly concerned with the way you are looking at us! I want my legs shaven. I have so much hair.  I'll shave your legs...right off your body! Bring yourself close I haven't eaten for a month since I went to live near the remote village. 