How the Daily Dust was born

It was a dark and stormy winter night.....all was quiet except for the quiet squeaking coming from the abandoned basement of the shared home of Summer, Reg, and Sayuri. Sitting in their victorian styled parlor, discussing the local gossip of the town over their coffee and cream puffs when lightening struck!! Screaming, they run to find something to put the fire out with. A moaning sound from the basement AND.........



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Til then,
Sayuri