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A Drink to Share   There was no such thing as a lull on a night like this. Even though Darla had slipped away from light and laughter with Bell to get a drink, there was still a buzzing about the room, people fluttering about to and fro. Laughter, the sounds of footsteps, and the roar of the crowd above everything else. It was a surprisingly cozy feeling, despite the way bodies occasionally bumped against each other or the way that some soun...

Twas’ A Stormy Night The rain was soft, a gentle tapping on the roof of the tent as Darla laid about in her newly made pile of costumes, pillows, and anything else Bell could possibly have to have made her impromptu visit more comfortable. The soft fabrics were a wonder against Darla’s skin and it was in moments like this she was surprised she wasn't a sloth bun. 'No, just a pillow princ...