Hewo Hewo everynyan!~~~
It's been about a year hasn't it? Strange, to me it's been a single breath, nothing more than a fleeting moment.
But before I continue I wanted to thank each and every single one of you who has taken the time to read my work. It means so much to me that you even picked it up in the first place. Whether you loved it, hated it, or just found it a way to pass the time I want to thank you. From the very bottom of my heart, thank you.
Some of you have already read Ishtar's announcement about me handing the account off to her. Please do not worry, Ishtar is a very capable writer, in fact you've been reading her work this whole time! She's been helping me plan, develop, and write everything that's been published and even a few things that haven't quite made it to viewership just yet. So I trust her to carry on our vision and the worlds I am leaving behind.
For some of you this may be a surprise, or maybe not at all. I haven't been active for about a year and I apologize for that. I am.... sick, and I do not have the capacity to continue writing for much longer. Yet this is something that I cannot give up, even as my body forces me to do so.
It hurts, knowing that I can't do what I love anymore. But I still want you all to continue experiencing the worlds that blossomed inside my head as I lay here with nothing more to do than stare at the darkness outside the window.
So as my last message I wanted to smile. I wanted to say that everything will be fine and that one day we'll meet again. Yet somehow I can't stop crying, knowing that we never will.
Thus, I pass this to Ishtar, my crimson star, my "malevolent" star as she likes to call herself. Despite it all she's the kindest person in the world.
Sorry for the rambling little nyako's.....
I shall take my final bow and walk off into the sunset.
~~ Nyakolite.
