I had that dream again!
I was so small, and the world was so large. It wasn't just in front of me, but around me in all directions, a dome of color and of impossibly far dimensions. Leaves as large as mountains loomed at distances which felt greater than the horizons of my waking world. Dewdrops rolled like silent floods... I felt them strumming along my web — inwards along one strand, angled along another, and back out on the last, never reaching the center.
With each of my feet planted on a different strand, the entire web felt as sensitive as the back of a hand, the nape of a neck, the small of a back. I felt, intimately, the whispered susurrations of the breeze and the humming progress of the dews.
I understood, innately, that a web was not just a tool, it was an extension of my body, my nervous system, and my mouth.
With all the impact of an explosion, a fly collided with the membrane of my web, and I ran delighted along the strands with a song on my lips.
— Dream Journal of a Transmog
Damn okay you got me with that spider dream. That was pretty wild and vivid.