MASTER GAYO

Fate of Hyrule will be slow to update. A one month long personal event has transpired. 

Chapter Five and Six of my latest creation (The Fate of Hyrule) will be releasing simultaneously. I am also getting over a cold, which has assisted in making this short hiatus longer.
          
          Yours Truly,
          The Bush Gremlin.

I started another fic. Please read it. I love you all. 
          https://www.wattpad.com/1191849701?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=postToProfile&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading_part_end&wp_uname=BushGremlin

Apollo’s Fire will continue soon!

I will reap what I deserve.

I did it! I finished a story! Now I just need to complete several others. :’)

A movie: “Do you ever feel like nothing you do matters?” 
          
          Me, immediately: “—Yes. :)”

Do you ever look at the beyond and feel like… Something’s missing? A part of yourself you feel you know but it’s not really there? Is it your soul? A piece of your mind? Am I being locked away from something… extraordinary? Or extremely dangerous? Maybe I’m overthinking. But I swear… It’s there. 

It's not just a phase, now let me explain.
          I'm working through some shit, sometimes I'm medicated.
          It's hard to relay, the thoughts in my brain.
          I'm working for a life that's not domesticated.
          It never goes the way that you planned.
          Success is a door that always slams,
          I'm trying to break it.
          Searching for words, and praying for signs. I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme. Don't know how to say it.
          
          That I'm losing my mind,
          Trying to find the perfect line.
          I think I'm running out of time, counting seconds passing by, and I don't know when I'll be fine. I need a miracle.
          
          It's not just a show, I need you to know
          I'm trying to keep it real, sometimes it's complicated.
          This battle for gold is killing my soul.
          It's hard to be yourself when all you feel is jaded.
          
          Shit never goes the way that you planned,
          Success is a door that always slams,
          I'm trying to break it.

Shrug us off our shoulders, we don't do what they told us.
          I don't wanna be another face in the crowd. 
          They write us off and say it's just another opinion, and I'm tired of trying to fit in when I'm one in a million.
          
          Don't tell that it's over when I'm just getting started. I'm done with waiting for them 'cause my ship has departed.
          
          I'm never gonna follow
          Just because they say so.
          I'm never gonna let go.
          
          I've already hit the low,
          I've already felt the cold,
          So I'm never giving up, never gonna crack,
          Never giving in, never going back.