Worst are the ones who don’t notice. They are downright dangerous. If I am lucky, they only inflict partial damage. Usually though, I have to rebuild from scratch. When they do notice, they generally leave me alone; unless they are children with sticks. Then it’s game over. They won’t stop until every element is destroyed, every thread is broken and I have exited the scene.
So you ask, “Why don’t you choose a different location, where they won’t see you, and you aren’t under constant threat.”
But a spider has to eat, and where there are humans, there are flies.
Written for Friday Fictioneers inspired by the image: