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A Ticklish Featherscape Update: 12/12/22 It’s not often I go to the library to write, but there’s always been this odd mysticism with libraries. It’s one of the few places anywhere that’s intentionally quiet, open to anyone, and no one ever tries to sell you something. There’s something about being surrounded by literature, walls of varying text bound like mysteries, that awaken the urge to add my own. Not that I feel like I ever have anything useful to say, but I can’t deny the inviting charm of books. The scent, the feel, the enigma of what could lie behind the spines staring out at me, it’s intoxicating. Plus, it’s just nice to get out of the house once in a while. I’ve been running the Featherscape channel for about 10 years now. It started as a hobby. Before that even, it was just me writing out my own ticklish fantasies as a means of visualizing my ideas and eventually uploading them out of sheer curiosity. Thanks to the (mostly) positive reception, it kicked off a desire to continue. All the positive comments and