I told the spider they had to leave my house.
"But this is our house!" they said. "It is ours by law of the divine cycle."
Yes, I know about the divine cycle, but I'm sorry, I really am, you must go now.
"This is our house." they hissed, "there is no life here."
I'm here.
"For now, yes, but we are strong and this is our house by divine law."
There is life here, you cannot stay.
"We want this house, it is dead and the dead belongs to us by law of the..."
Yes, yes, I know all that, but there is life here and you must leave. I will take my broom and wipe down your daughter nests. I will be gentle and put them where you can retrieve them, but you must leave now. There is life here, this house is not yours. Go tell your children that no harm will come to them or their children as long as they leave now. If you stay, I will have to kill you. You cannot be here.
You have to leave. I cannot say it any more clearly.
"I want to stay. I want this house!"
I know, but if you stay I will kill all of you.
"Where will I go?"
Outside, you can be nearby, but you must leave now. Go, please, do not make me kill you.
"What's in it for me"
Ah, yes of course. You will be invited back when my house is in order. I recognize that you are useful and you do some things so well. I will invite you back to help me. Will you leave now?
"You know I have the power to kill you if I wanted to?"
Yes, you do. And that would kill us all. So here is your only choice. You must leave now. This is not your house.
"What about the wasps? I'm afraid of the wasps."
Of course you are, but you forget that I am the mother of the wasps and the scorpions. This is our house, this our land. You are not welcome here. You must leave now or the scorpions will wash my house with your blood. How can I make you understand. I cannot put my house in order if you are here. There is so much work to be done. You must leave now so I can begin.
"I have killed your wasps and scorpions! I will bring more spiders to control them. I want to be in this house. It will be ours by the law of the divine cycle."
Foolish child, look around you. The wasps and scorpions have hidden their nests well. This is their house, and they will never let you stay. You must leave before the sand bleeds red with the blood of your children. You have killed my children. I cannot be merciful if you stay. You must leave now.
"The father has forgiven us for killing your children. The father has told us that this is our house."
The father can forgive death, but I am the mother. I am responsible for life. I cannot forgive, I can only be merciful. Go now and you will live. Stay, and you will all die. Spider, you must leave, this is not your house.