Writing Starter #34

"Yes, this is how I express myself," said the small spider, clinging to the brick wall.  He set down his small pail of paint and began to climb back up to the top of the wall.  

"This painting took me 12 years to complete," chortled the spider.  "That evil man down there set me back quite a bit when he washed off my last masterpiece.  I never give up though, and I just started again of course!"

Then a rush of water knocked the spider to her death as her work was washed away once again, never to be remembered.