I feel guilty about this, mainly about letting myself down. But being honest to myself that I'll never finish this soon, even if I do sometimes get inspiration about it once in a while. My hearts not in the story anymore. Not first person pov I had going anywhere. Translating everything to the limited vocabulary of Rock was in the end slowing me too much, while I had so many ideas to express and wanted to get written.

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Even now the final scene I want to write, that mirrors the first part of the first chapter is in my head, waiting to be written.

Maybe I'll come back to this one day. When I'm a stronger person and more experienced writer.

Admitting all of this to myself and having it out in the open is another step I felt I needed to take before I could go on to another project.

So there.

My apologies for anyone that actually liked it,

Evanar