In case you’re not reading my Euriarty fic (which nobody was) here’s the author’s note that I just put up. It’s kinda important.
I hate author's notes having full chapters, but I think it's necessary for just this once.
I'm discontinuing this story. It's a shame, since I knew exactly what was going to happen until the end, including an epilogue. It's not because I don't have any more ideas; I have plenty. I was building up to writing Carl Powers's death just the other day. It's because of a filter on my phone, installed by my parents. I no longer have the freedom to write what I want without worrying "Will this send them a notification?" It honestly sucks. It makes my parents think that there's something wrong with me, and I hate that. Writing is my outlet, not a showcase of my mental health. I'm not about to kill anyone.
Anyways, I'm not going to be writing anymore. Nobody was reading this trash anyways. I'm keeping my account up for anyone who still wants to read my other stories.
Goodbye.
-Leah