"When mammals die and start to decompose, they release odors that are very specific to them. In other words, no other smell on earth is akin to it. That's why we're so drawn to the dead, we can smell them from miles around; humans exude quite the interesting scent as well. No other animal smells like them, and they taste exquisite. That's what makes the chase all the more worth it."
There was a time when I once thought death would be my salvation, a time when I once thought that I could escape my past, escape my demons but I can't, no matter how hard I try.
A war rages in the Barony of Branister. After the Barony was invaded by Archduke Listerian, he installed a puppet King upon the Branister throne. Noble houses have risen up in a rebellion, and this is just one of many tales of the war.
Taking place back in the Prohibition era of old Chicago, a brand new underground club has opened up to a very select clientele, without informing the other mob families of their intentions. This is seen as a violation by many. But will paying these new club owners a visit be a good idea? Or should they leave well enough alone?
In an alternate timeline, British slavery isn't abolished in 1807; in fact, William Wilberforce never existed. When Horatio Brant is confronted with the dire situation of forced servitude, his action - or inaction - will force everything he believes and holds dear into question.
Sven Tollefson has never married. In fact, he's never had a relationship of any type. During the drought of 1888, he was worried about his hay and corn crops. Without enough to feed his milking cows, they'd never get through the harsh Minnesota winter. He hires a young local man to help him with this new idea called 'silage. This is their story.
In most of the northern hemisphere, today is the darkest, longest night of the year; the Winter Solstice. Not where I am, however. Today is just as dark as yesterday, and the day before that, and it will be just as dark tomorrow.