((She senses your sight and flees to hide, as if she's afraid of you, but she didn't look fearful; rather, she appeared ashamed. This happened in the middle of the day as you watched a peaceful-looking spider moving around in the fields and smelling roses and other things.))
She turns away in embarrassment as the spider cautiously moves its head around the tree to meet your gaze; she has never in her life been so anxious or timid...
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