Chapter 26: Terrence’s Endeavors
Above all, I needed to continually remind myself to take compassion, even on the wicked, or at least, more morbid creatures of the earth. After all, God had created even them, and expected me to delight in, if not, embrace, any trickle or remnant of beauty that I could possibly find. For I knew, deep down, whether I cared to admit it or not, that beauty could be found in all things, if only I had the courage to look.
As I thoughtfully penned yet another story, for which I felt I didn’t have enough adequate words to express, I was preparing to close my notebook, and put off typing it until later on, when the spider gently scurried up beside me, his web there, now complete.
Instead of letting out a scream of horror, as I usually did, I decided to face the very thing that I feared the most, and to confront, if not repress, it.