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Winter was here. Songshu Peaks, a mountain range in one of Burrowgatory’s upper caverns, was blanketed in a thick cover of pines year-round, with snow capping its multitude of mountaintops. It wasn’t quite cold enough for snow to reach most of the inhabitants that called these mountains home, save for the coldest months of the year, where snow fell freely even in the towns situated at the base of the expansive range. In this weather, the common folk living o...

Secret ingredients.  Brew had always wondered what that entailed.  Was it something soppy like love or passion? Or something simple like chili flakes or salt. Something you wouldn’t think belonged in chocolate or cakes.  Surely not.  There was something, though. Something that ma...

Everett is so fucking bored.   It’s the only thought that permeates his poor, under-stimulated mind as his hooves begin to move upon their own accord. It’s a certain sort of auto-pilot that his body has taken to these days, one that carries him from his apartment and through the familiar back doors of the club that’s become basically a second home to him. Not even the bouncers dare give him a second as he weaves his way through all of the dancers still...

Silas would be lying to say that he isn’t nervous. It’s becoming increasingly obvious just how out of place he feels, squirming slightly from where he is knelt upon the fuzzy pink carpet, wincing slightly at the feeling of it against his bare flesh. His usual darkened attire has already been carefully set aside, each piece meticulously folded by slightly shaky hand...