and the Gorgon listened to a cacophony of terrible crashing noises from above. She was going in; thus was Crawler coming in.
“I will be with you,” said Gorgon. She moved to the Headmaster’s side and laid her bulk upon his lap. There she sat, holding his head and whispering into his ear, as the entire building fell down around them.
Crawler never did get to eat the Headmaster or his wife, but they were never seen again. And neither was Crawler. But in the days that followed, rescuers found the remains of the model of the town, and the body of a tarantula. Some rock or thing had crushed Sally against the model cottage, flattening both. But this fact, despite enjoying a lengthy run of the gossip channels, never reached the ears of children, and Joey and Lem never spoke of it in all the years that followed. But upon his death bed some forty-two years later, his body wracked by lung cancer, Lem put pen to paper and composed a short poem that a nurse found by his corpse the next morning.
Crawler? She mused. Never heard of it.
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