Commission for  yowza, who also wrote the story to go with it.

Lost in her thoughts as she is and brimming with the desire to do her superiors proud, the younger maid grabs the wardrobe’s knobs and pulls the doors open, releasing a cloud of dust caught in its cracks and hinges.

Her eyes widen momentarily and an expression of discomfort flashes across her face as the dust particles make contact with her eyes and nose, before vanishing into obscurity as her eyes clench shut and her nose scrunches up from the invading contaminants tickling her sensitive nose.

A loud, uncontrollable sneeze escapes her nose with such power her headdress almost falls off, quickly followed by another, equally powerful sneeze, threatening to make her drop the featherduster.


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