Hana & the Spider

Intro Sunlight streamed through gauzy curtains, painting stripes across the tatami mat floor where Hana slept. A tiny spider, delicate as a wisp of smoke, descended on a silken thread. Hana awoke, her dark eyes widening with curiosity, not fear. The spider, with delicate movements, landed on a worn toy chest painted with faded cranes. A sense of peace settled over Hana. This day, she felt, would be filled with wonder.