𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢 @webbedupdrums.bsky.social · 18/07/2025No. She had to figure this out herself. Before the sirens could get close enough she would web herself up to the top of a nearby building, and then would begin swinging away. Away from the busy streets. Away from the city lights 110 0
𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢 @webbedupdrums.bsky.social · 18/07/2025Half an hour of swinging and running would lead her out to the suburbs, to the only place she felt safe. She'd look over the house, a house she knew well. The house she had grown up in. Her dad's house. 110 0
𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢 @webbedupdrums.bsky.social · 18/07/2025Except this wasn't her dad's house, not on this earth. Here, the house belonged to someone else. Here, her dad was already dead. She was already dead. But that didn't change anything for her, she was still connected to this place. 110 0
