The only time the butterflies stopped was when they landed in a man's hands... at first glance, it seemed like a mangled claw with jagged nails - but after a blink, no, it was a normal hand, of course, you were surely just seeing things.

Piercing yellow and red eyes stared at her from the dark, matching a Cheshire cat grin. "Hello, my dear." said the spider to the fly, with a voice of clear amusement. "You're quite brave, coming all this way... do my little friends delight you so?"