"It came! It finally came!" I squealed to no one in particular. With the catalog rolled up and held in my armpit, I lifted the heavy wooden trapdoor and descended into the catacombs.
Established in 2016, Earwig Publishing seeks to produce Stories and Games that stray from the path worn-in by mainstream media. The Earwig is an oft misunderstood creature lurking in the darkness, whispering among themselves, and making tea and jammed toast on the coals of the ire cast against them. “They think we’ll crawl in their ears while they sleep!” says one. To which another replies, “Atrocious! What use have we for such a bounty of wax and nonsense?”
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"It came! It finally came!" I squealed to no one in particular. With the catalog rolled up and held in my armpit, I lifted the heavy wooden trapdoor and descended into the catacombs.