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Nellie For as long as I can remember, my father has worked with bringing mythical creatures to our park....

Hi. My name’s Syren and I liked to think I was at least a decent borrower when it came down to it. Like I know I wasn’t great or anything but I’d managed to hold down the fort pretty well for a borrower living on their own. I’d heard stories of those who managed to get what they needed almost effortlessly. They practically lived in the lap of luxury by the sounds of it. They stole dollhouse furniture, befriended the human’s pets and even had the opportunity to engage in hobbies from time to time. The lucky ones had whole attics or basements to themselves since their humans were too scared to investigate every single noise they heard. I used to live in a place like that actually. In a large borrower colony with my parents to be exact but…well, ever since I was a kid, there had been something…wrong with me. Even back then, I couldn’t talk to people who weren’t my parents or Jeffery (the very nice man who looked after me when I was younger and my parents had to go borrowing for weeks