03-19-2018, 02:08 PM
Did anyone know where they were? Beck didn't mean to delve into the pessimistic truth of philosophy, but could anyone be certain of existence? If he could remember what it was like to breathe, to think, to live, maybe his doubts and paraboia would subside. Yet the universe was created without a purpose other than to evolve and to live, and all creatures carried the same purpose, from the largest whale to the smallest -- spider?
Beck, interrupted from his rambling thoughts, stiffened at the wavering voice from nowhere, snarling at an invisible enemy or even fellow spirit before his nearsighted glare fell to the arachnid in bewilderment. What was a bug doing at his border? Disfigured maw pulling back into an exaggerated grimace, the poltergeist stooped, pressing his chin into the mud in order to make eye contact with all eight beady orbs blinking up at him. "Friends? Why would anybody want those? Besides, ain't spiders s'posed to be solitary critters?" the scrawny boy questioned with a curious tilt of his head, scooting forward to gain a better view while wheezing, "I didn't know bugs could talk." His stubby tail gave an idle wag, inky nose twitching as he tried to pinpoint the assumed Matty's exact location in his blurred vision. Well, he had certainly been witness to stranger events, and he couldn't help but hoarsely giggle at the thought of having an armadillo, or a goldfish, or even a damn dinosaur waddle up to territory requesting company.
[align=center]»――▸Beck, interrupted from his rambling thoughts, stiffened at the wavering voice from nowhere, snarling at an invisible enemy or even fellow spirit before his nearsighted glare fell to the arachnid in bewilderment. What was a bug doing at his border? Disfigured maw pulling back into an exaggerated grimace, the poltergeist stooped, pressing his chin into the mud in order to make eye contact with all eight beady orbs blinking up at him. "Friends? Why would anybody want those? Besides, ain't spiders s'posed to be solitary critters?" the scrawny boy questioned with a curious tilt of his head, scooting forward to gain a better view while wheezing, "I didn't know bugs could talk." His stubby tail gave an idle wag, inky nose twitching as he tried to pinpoint the assumed Matty's exact location in his blurred vision. Well, he had certainly been witness to stranger events, and he couldn't help but hoarsely giggle at the thought of having an armadillo, or a goldfish, or even a damn dinosaur waddle up to territory requesting company.