Deadly Dust Bunnies

[Snypiuer]

To whom it may concern,

We know not why, the reason long since lost to Antiquity, we know only that he is our mortal enemy. A demon that has cursed our kind for so long, each and every one of us is born with full and complete hatred . . . and fear, of him. We can feel his presence, no matter the distance. It burns us. It freezes our soul. His nearness will cause the smallest and gentlest of us to attack with berserk fury. Blindly going to our deaths as we lash out against him with all the loathing woven into each and every fiber of our being. It is our Elders, the oldest and wisest of our kind, that have learned to plan, coordinate and ambush. This is when we have our victories, no matter how short lived. For how can mere dust bunnies kill an immortal demon? No, we have come to accept our eternal battle and have learned to use our few victories to our benefit. We have learned to drain his power, to feed off his essence and while, to him, it is an unadulterated pittance he will never even know is gone, and immediately replenished, to us it is a feast beyond any you can imagine - Our just reward for the suffering of our kind at his evil hand.

So, pity us not and if you come upon his lifeless, naked body, allow us our rightful bounty . . . and poke him naught, for it is the poking which releases the poison which is our bane.

Sincerely,

Dusty

[Snypiuer]

To whom it may concern,

Dust bunnies are mean, and I have NO idea why they pick on me.

Yours Truly,

Snypiuer

P.S. It's not my fault I love Mexican food and it makes me gassy!