spiders crawling - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

Money spiders fanned out over her palm, their tiny legs all of a tickle. She giggled. How intense they were, absorbed by a common purpose. Theirs was a sweet chaos, the kind you see in every schoolyard at playtime. Tip, tapperty, tap, tip: went hundreds of feet that weren’t feet at all. Her hand lowered to a nearby sunwarm rock to enable them to disembark. Away they streamed in arachnid merriment, this shoal of eight legged friends.

As a bloody drench, the scarlet spiders came. Not a trickle, yet with waterfall speed down the crumbling wall. Long held venom pulsed behind their jaws. Then, in a mobbing swarm, they scurried, at times pausing in defensive pose.

The spiders scampered upon the earth with gentle ticking feet.

The spiders crawling upon silken strands set out their webs as fishermen of the air.

After crawling to perfect locations the spiders sat with a patience that could have schooled great kings.

The crawling spiders moved as if to an inner tempo beat.