Behold, the phases of mood I went through while writing this shit: 1) Goddamnit I hate every word I’m typing why am I even trying to complete this literally no one cares but you anymore, Hypaa 2) Oh okay this is coming together, but why the fuck am I still writing dialogue I am KILLING MYSELF 3) *weeping* my precious sunshine boy, you are great, I love this chapter, I’m writing FFXV fic after a whole year or so of inactivity, what is life
I just might finish this series before 2019. I just the fuck might.
The
years that passed were relatively uneventful in comparison to the
shock of Noct’s disappearance. Everyone went their separate
ways, under the guise of seeking out the remaining patches of society
and bringing them to central spaces like Lestallum where they would
be safer in the encroaching darkness. It was a task that all of you
were serious about undertaking in the interim of Noct’s return, and
simply switched your combined dedication to the people left on a god
forsaken world. Although the four of you were scattered to the
edges of Eos, you knew your task united you all. It was odd to get
used to; for the first few weeks, it was easy to peer into the
horizon and think that maybe, just maybe,
you saw early morning sunrise coming up in the sky.
But
the night held permanent as well as all of the terrors that came with
it.
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 