I fly under Elaina's right nostril, gazing at the titanic hairs that guard the way in. Upon further inspection, the hairs are clinging onto some dust, pollen, and a few dust mites.
I go passed the nasal hairs and deeper inside Elaina's nose. Mucus coats the inner walls of the cave. Looking up close to them, I see some leftover intruders the nasal hairs either lost grip of or went passed.
Suddenly, Elaina sharply inhales through her nose, sending me...
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