Arachne did beautiful weaving. She said "i can weave better than anyone else, even better than the goddess Athene".

Then Athene was standing in the doorway!
Athene said "Let's have a competition of weaving."

Athene tore Arachne's beautiful weaving and said "OK, that's better than mine". She touched Arachne on her shoulder and said "No one will like your weaving and you will weave every day!"

Arachne turned into a black blob with 8 legs and ran into a dark corner.

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