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As the days got hotter and longer, spring was finally coming to a close. Thus, the town decreed that summer must finally arrive, and that they must summon the Younger Gods to bring the new season about. Tails were brushed, mouthwash bottles were emptied and the spark of romance was lit between couples, as the town’s most prominent figures prepared for the annual pagan tail-eating ritual - in their language, “om-nom-nom-nom-nom”.