The things we shed don’t just disappear. Every fallen hair, bad habit, discarded nail clipping, and forgotten childhood fear collects under the bed and in the nook between the couch and the wall. That old box under the bed next to the old tissue is where they wait. They grow in size and power until they’ve become monstrous creatures. If left unchecked, they’ll consume the very person that created them. There are a few poor fools who have the job of those that clean these dust bunnies. Veri, her younger brother, Callidus, and their friend, Saxum, are three such of those fools.
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