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There were many things to be thankful for during the season of harvest. Sweltering heat no longer bearing down every day, the gorgeous autumn warmth of amber and crimson leaves dotting against the backdrop of a perfect sunset sky. How nippy the air grew around that time, urging you to call the evening early so you could spend your next hours before bed with a full stomach and a cozy fire to chase the eventual cold away before it could begin. Bug found the season...

A whale fall.   How many days of Devouring have passed since the last time they tasted something so sweet and fatty? Picked-over flesh turns white, among ghastly shades of a pale blue-green light bobbing around in the murk, as they heavily drift along the sandy floor. They pick at the smaller pieces hanging off bone where the crustaceans scuttle and part around the much larger fish drifting through. They have ...