Dust

Dust everywhere. There was nothing to protect anything else from the copious amount of dust that accumulated, day in day out. All from the sole inhabitant of that room. Shedding like it meant nothing. Shedding her skin, her hair. The soles of her feet would get dustier each time she treaded across the room. Dust. So much dust. Everywhere. Nothing would ever be clean.

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