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The loom ‘n’ roll dooms of imagination foresees a vast tapestry of how the mind works, which virtual reality creates a world weaving through its own threads of awestruck wonder to discover the new dimensions in life’s possibilities, but leaving fears of doubts about secrets should be left behind as curiosities alike too often seeker out an illusions to understand explorations itself, especially when solo travellers can’t find the rescue backs for shielding protectors have been founder compromised, take a silken white webbing for instances, spun in the gloomiest shadows where the eyes can’t a foretell the horror truths that embody all physical trap where each woven together perfectly nestled strand was a different idea, just like a knot in a naturally fibre patterned rope tied together with an unbreakable seal, but I do believable warns you as my audience, ghosts transported into a strange fantasy tale called ‘The Darker Side Of Misadventures Of Fate Shows Helix Caught In As Prey’ reveals; one major stepping stone into a storytelling experience to remember that our greatest fear in monsters are linked to our memorable brains wired to dislike certain aspects, we dare seek to face before turning a static pale white of fright ‘n’ sometimes a creation of using a silk webbing only beckons the phobia.

Listen up everyone in my audience space gathering, this was no once upon a time fairy tale zir orchestrates enchanted beautifully magical worlds of kingdom of castles in kings or queens because thee setting background here was an eerie adventure experience descending into a remoteness cave where thee curiously intruder presented as, Helix, a tall anthropomorphic figure cloaked vibrant in brightest of shiniest scales shall shimmering under the sun like molten rubies, let’s go introducing a mighty dragon to this’s realm daring himself to explore the unknown depths of the universe; all the cave entrance had a stark contrast in environment conditions where this was met by lights of sunlight haven, too coolness less breeziest corridors of dimmed shaded darkness shall enveloping thee eyes to foresee what resides here, a home for a specialist.

A great evolutionary advantage for life’s sake secrets hush-shush was shrouded in mysterious secrecy in blackness that eyes thats so much reliance on light sources couldn’t even foresee the cave eerie glows of otherworldliness reflections off the wet stone walls nor the dripping by sculpture stromatolites constructions either, a very foretelling sightseeing example of hidden gems hinted within that ancient habitat-scape stance of the eyes can’t even imagine too seeable’s what’s actually harbouring quietness’s truly inside, yes everyone, a Lifeform like me, Sparkle Lemur the storytelling creator, you as my own souls audience or possibly Helix dragon couldn’t be distinguished by the explorers or adventurous eyes to pinpoint; but, however, his scaly toes clawed feet are clicking the softly spoken or even squishy wet uneven terrain floor as he was beginning too venturesome further away from the cave maw, this was indeed wherein curiosity burning brightly with all his flare the cautionary measures.

Unbeknownst to this soloist red dragon in particularly, a paradise awaiting cave paintings of tranquility standby art was the domain territory of one greatest composer that all life could dream to live in wide fright ghostly white fear of all deathly afraid, a marvellous queen Arachne, an eternity spellbound flame goddess of colossal evil love female eight legged spider with a body full black as coal or soot beckoning to be a shadow of embodiment to hide her true identity of all beauty from the prizing world who dares too explore her homeland residency without her own eyes permission enters, but that’s was Helix did rightfully do, without thinking about the all repercussions nor any doubt of warnings, as he was to busy zirs engrossed the soul oblivious of who’s watching right there above him, explore the depths of the unknown universes of a realm that non shall ever find themselves in; a predicament caught up in all ancient times as the predatory nature itself saw her glossy black body a living monument of centuries old evolution.

This one present evolutionarily process saw our ancestors queen spider Arachne undergoing major transformational changes aptly modification’s by required genetic engineering such variation’s to become an organism integrally advancements by all independent species by splitting away from outside of her family tree of cells a Arachnids, to create a unique colony where arachnophobia shall occur in our phobias of dislikes, yes everyone because invaders like these Lifeforms have been born to be snatching any form of opportunities that arise ‘n’ Helix was the next generation too face the prosper of her own malevolent nature of intentions; blindingly lights saw only eye sockets beneath specialist sockets of where living in perpetual existence, she had lost her glorifying crowned red ruby eyes to blind permanently her visitors, but in this case a very different kind of vibrational patterns leads her closer to the prey, a feast of a very distinct dragon was a dream.

Arachne, thee one crafted experienced long lived predator queen spider shall watch with pleasurable satisfaction in forever silence, especially her majesty silken trail of vibrational web covered by a coating of undetectable scope rippling stiffness’s land-sea on top of everything around insider this one of difficulty terrains capable too much pick up on Helix’s own heavyweight movements inside the cave-scape corridors more effectively; until a few successful attempts will only occur if a gleaming eye with forehear with her legs determining on the direction prey is saw a snagging senses a small chance of something like this red dragon for instances to be ensnared or something like sticky snagged caught up by her glorious army of spiderling’s children of the next generation to expand Arachne’s population.

But listen carefully everyone, the only noise in this cave was only Helix our red dragons movements scraping through the squishier firms somewhat stoned ground floor from his toes clawed feet as his own vulnerability heightened more easily thee deeper into her domain lair than his heartbeat raising ever-so slightly each time; a moment he steeped past an unexpectedly thresholds that was hidden under the wetness, Arachne’s blinded eyes socket locked onto him by relying upon for the informational power of her silken strands to see ‘n’ taste the odorous air where this mightiest prey was heading straight into the target zone, but now all zir slowest deliberately paces of motions meant this queen was stalking him with sly intent of a completely surprise attack that was all indeed silent with calculated precision… set ready in her striking force, she waited patiently using her silken spinning organs humming with a dark twisted promise.

Therefore, our current approach was near queen Arachne’s reign was no ordinary webbing trap, it’s one we all neediest too fear in the movies upon film scenes, even screaming in rage at to scare reality the heart out of us, but being right about there in the cave with Helix as a creator ghost transporting you as the audience all their with static standing energy like Shaggy from Scooby Doo a little scared of a monster we’re already bad symbolise, alongside bravest him where the frightening truths are about to be revealed told wherever this tale was written by zir a evolutionary genius of cunning speed throughly agile adaptability, a very living breathing over countless generations where her silk became strongest than steel ‘n’ stickiest then PVA glue in adhesive suction, but a flexible enough ensure prey like the red dragon bound swiftest without a fight back protest: her lair was a labyrinth of woven corridors, zir strands a extension of her instincts experience.

Venturing furthering, Helix was at a major disadvantage here, not by queen Arachne’s presence ready to launch from above, but all rather in adventurously fact the cave had a freakishly wides girth opening, whether in perimeter or surface area expansionist like a unusual high clearing that shows something about this particular spot didn’t seems rightfully but confusing, especially since these displays tunnels of different shapes of narrowing corridors never really explored yet ‘n’ there a reason why as miniature feet were scuttling around towards the intruder, so they’re curtained by silk doors of white contrasting the darkness’s grey interior everything, like a appreciation’s surprise of all birthday or christmas presents were going to be handed to the red dragon; but each webs door. the eyes saw by zooming in with zir inquisitiveness curiosity like someone or something was come out least expectedly from the corridors had a unknown appearance’s of whatever truly indeed lies hidden behind them, but this explorers dream would be aptly cut off unable restart shortly.

Flash of speedier burst of fire energised dramatic lightning action saw a hugest show of smoke explosion cloud descent overhead, yes everyone that’s quite right a close call for us all, reflecting the sky of the cave utterly chaos of we has been the lucky ones aptly dodging our queen Arachne’s death force plunge, but fortunately for Helix the red dragon in this squabble between explore ‘n’ prey was upon a great reflections of her ferocious hunger in a mastery hunter who proclaims this part portion of the story homeland here as her domain to be keep; though her silk shot out like a tassel of western coordination cowboys, a lance that wraps around him in a strange but still a very surrealistic account in unerring accuracy to which secure immediately.

Arachne’s motherland silk wasn’t just a merely symbol weaponry, a stickiness’s flexible was the key factor in her success decisions making as an extension of her career willingness’s to far restrain prey like Helix very quickly than quickest to prevents escape soo easiest, but something marvellously about her ability silk weaving expertise was so compelling; it felt more like a natural conformity choice to the red dragons body form, because this material of her own enhancements design meant the thicker bonded fabrics was cocooning to construct his toes clawed feet rendering first to stop any movement actions of kicking by shrinkage wrapping them all disarmed first, tight ‘n’ until snug so no chances of wriggling was made in this sealant, though this white shimmery webbing would extend everblooming higher by locking hip his legs forever firms in a single position that increases the length pressure amount of interlocking additional adhesion the compressional pressure that causes a heightened vulnerability, while helpless shape.

Because, listen everyone in the audience, we’ve avoided beings entirely caught by the cave dominator called zir queen Arachne’s castle of consumption death, but for Helix, however, a struggling under the mass sea weight of being oh so lovely bit luckiest aptly snug as a bun cocooned snug like a warm blanket, the less likely he would get the betterment case to loosen the silken material; a protest against the scene of destruction states meant all the over the cavernous cave interior of this unusually opening territory lair, echoes from his fighting voices scrambling was heard throughout as desperate times deeply yelping cries for all help, but thrashing in vain was only going to makeshifts situational awareness worse for him, especially when his claws couldn’t even scraping against the smoothest possible smothering silk.

Despite his strongest showing assembled prison pod of aptly silk webbing ‘n’ his guard queen Arachne closer enough by watching with sinister glee Helix futile efforts to break free too freedom, his limbs from legs are still intact with his toes clawed feet still locked firmness… thence, the executioner then turns too his upper body to begin on his wrapping up his arms too the sameness embrace of snug conformity; but this time around the chest area of the red dragons body a multiple density layers of silk was added to make surest possible his arms were behind his back resting during this process which soo he couldn’t resist the urge to be able to resign from a hotel reservation in utter chaotic fashion for relaxation like never before seen by our audiences eyes from the outside world as apparitions, only the spider ‘n’ the dragon here can sees each other, not us as the transporters to immerse an entire experience to see with our eyes what really goes on behind the scenes.

There wasn’t technically no means doubtful that this one a queen cave spider has been planted seeds of hopelessness drama into Helix’s brain, showing there’s no evidence room to wriggle freely for an entire successful experiment too suspense escape plan to repel Arachne’s own desirable of destiny on him, but the silk itself was a network of a complex structure that became a very second skin which was indeed cosiness yet zir sinisterness’s cocoon that suppressed his ability determined to move, but in in this case the vacuum sensation of sucked stuck of squirming only muffling his own protesting angrily voice, not realising a predatory encounter was right there on him; but his head, therefore, remaining all free had a mixtures of defiances ‘n’ fear as a major shouting shall be resonating from the red dragon.

“Grrr, Grrr, Grrr, hey!, let me go I’m not your foodstuff, release me this instant”, shouted Helix the red dragon, leaving frustrations ‘n’ irritation of panicking echoing off the damp cave-scape walls only to find out no external help of rescue was available, not even for us as the whole ghosts because we couldn’t interact with theses characters of save protagonist or bravely distract the antagonist, but fortunately for queen Arachne’s web, parts of her prey was all being re-stranded into her web complexity himself increasing the difficulty of removing himself even further; though inside of aptly an impenetrable designed trap, containing lunch at all shapes ‘n’ sizes was seen for eons of evolutionary organisms changes that was to make life hardest for an individual.

Thee snuggles cocooning powers lay not just only in its naturally soft stick strength, a great deal in conformity over assert uniform skill has now prevented Helix from expanding or pushing the silk webbing material away because a certain tale of alls spiders like queen Arachne from a cave dwelling species was a true mystery of how monstrous in sheer volume of beauty can demonstrate zir opportunities to make a prize more attractive in a world where all foodstuffs are equally scarce but indeed valued shows the same efficient ways too capture swiftly preys retention for deducting all survival means through her own strategy enhanced development of restricting too immobilise elusive intruders in her dark domains where secrets will remain out of sightseeing, thence a shrinkage parcel significantly more rapidly too influence their advantage on grasping the red dragon completely; in an enclosed environment like this cave saw overtime that this web becomes more robust in structure wherein specialised silk productions enables this queen spider to thrive.

In a habitat devoid of fresh stock of prey like Helix the red dragon for instance has continued consuming his energy to make fleeing urgently possible decisions, but leaving the impressionable same impossible result each time, has been offered alls treat found out by queen Arachne’s ecosystem as a unique a fixture which has a zirs consequence, a secure individual who has fostered an rarest glimpses profoundly chance opportunities these cave spiders are opportunistically predator species, meaning that zir anything that moves into the striking zone, boom, a blink of an eyes prompting special effects hunting behaviours are crucial to survival in such an isolated region where resources can be least expectedly, but widely limited; so in return by nature shrinking wrap ensures that every creature will have their movements absorbed by attempts thwarted to slow down by the unyieldingly silk prison.

An encasement of intricate art of design led to the creation that’s now a ‘Web Of Fear’, was formed, whence Arachne’s evolution’s rewritten version of history by integrating elements in the original silk webbing shadows too cloaking invisibility of a shininess steel beams amongst the casted illumination’s in shadows of her own supernatural presence family tree; now zir laced over a millennia oldest where this impressive crucially silk weaving was a delicate but commonly used pattern in practitioner that thickened like her own fortress kingdom throughout timelines, where unexpectedly intruders nosing around in her domain with permission access is ‘n’ are often banished into phobia territory of arachnophobia, her mastery was era testament to one’s lair of desirability homeland that becomes a natural heritage monument for her all relentless determination to pursue adaptation.

Surviving was a indeed a different experiences challenge thread from the unluckiest Helix because he was zir a living symbols of vulnerability, just what queen Arachne has intended all along by showing us as thee audience our eyes of reflection are drawn to explore the cave, but in a different light danger was never too far away for major eventfully hidden implication’s as secrets who too arise out of nowhere gifted or cocooned surprises, whichever zir leads to the fact a predatory impulse embodiment was impending on the final horizon-scape second part in, The Misadventures Of Helix 2: Foreboding A Silken Domination”, showreels while we all hide safely from viewership to seeable what’s left behind a silent moment for our red dragon too much foresees what succumbing himself to evolutionary forces amend towards her glorious age; a prowess had claimed many before him as victims, but woven into her story success.

As first immersive storytelling began its closing sequence, Helix’s protesting about freedom were largely ignored by all driven surge too quickly struggle for a drowning sickness of silences of a vital element in saviour rescuing, but in the darker state, a reminder of the fragile boundary shields us from the doomsday fantasy in apt fashion of being transported to inspire the minds on imaginations to create a tale about freedom diminished too confinement upon between adventurous curiosity ‘n’ stark truth reality reveals to be ensnared in a sticky density white silken society of prison pod of snug relaxation; as thee captivated readers of listeners, there’s a little questionable outcome, what will certainly happen to the red dragon in this catastrophe?, well that’s your choice to make.

Thee symbolic ending looms over the sunset to make a point too clear that imagination blooms is always in play for us rewoven by dancing these definition memories lockup in the sky’s shadowing atmosphere where life stands perfect out of synchronous motion of rhythm that’re lengthening the slowest timescales passing like nonexistent wavelengths magic of passing seconds by a minutes to all hours later still endlessly entrapment sealed in the embrace of queen Arachne’s grasping spider auras of obvious sinisterness gleaming eye for a delicious meal; Helix was caught by a fewest degree of what we were to rightly fear on eight legs, but manic of being sandwiched into an undeniably greatest exposure too fears head on shall send chills of ice cold air paralyse our brains upon immediately to fight or even flee where our tactics are comprised on decision making to orientate a spinning deflections to deter a potential enemy translation us like the red dragon as prey.

This serves a lesson of hardship to entertain ourselves, not in the slightest way Helix was directly responsible for a obliviousness’s sake in his spirit to find exploration, but the manner wasn’t alway so much no prank of practicality purposes of zir pleasure’s either because sometimes the grandest wholeheartedly agreed too all believe that stories to come from lightning strikes to make safety left paramount too dissolve into the empty void where boundaries are shared between predator ‘n’ prey together truest is revealed; but remember one thing everyone in my audience, after zapping you’ll into the essence heart of this entire tale experience, sticky webbing silk isn’t just a mere trap, but a reflections of one-selves who want to be facing their blinding eyes of fear seen as a mirror of delicateness that shall be a destiny deadliest threads on zir all dreaming about Arachne’s soul woven to scare forever.

End Of Imaginatively Creation… until next time for ‘The Last Of The Misadventures Of Helix 2: A Silken Embodiment’.