limbo.

interlude.

                                         Unlike all of the other parts. This is a direct letter from me. The author. I was inspired to write this story because I was, and still am, questioning who I am. I felt I could portray this in a story. And so I did. And although it didn't gain much attraction. I'm proud of it. I keep writing because I feel like this is a story that needs to find itself. To complete itself. And who knows. Maybe I'll find myself in the process.

So thank you sincerely for reading this,

Quer34