Hi guys,

First of all, thank you so much for supporting this fic for as long as you have. I know it hasn't always been great - I've always tried, but my abilities haven't always been as good as they are now (and I'm still learning). But I'm afraid the life of RACR has come to an end.

When I started writing this fic, I wasn't in a great place. My grades were slipping, despite my best efforts, and I had very few friends, none of which were interested in Ranger's Apprentice or any of my other fandoms (aside from Star Wars and a weird podcast I've forgotten the name of), and most of whom had issues of their own. On top of that, I was also struggling with depression.

I'm still struggling with depression, actually, but I'm doing a lot better. I don't have access to therapy or medication, but thankfully what I have is relatively mild so between coping mechanisms and the support network I've managed to gather in the last year or so, I'm doing a lot better. My writing has improved, I've begun working on proper original stories instead of short, scrappy shitpiles that don't amount to much. I have several new fandom stories that I'm working on - one for Brotherband Chronicles, two for The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings (three if you count the Hogwarts AU spinoff, because...you know, why not), and one for Merlin. I've come to terms with my identity as a nonbinary person. I have an awesome girlfriend and I'm on track for a great university. I'm doing a lot better, but I've reached the point where I need to start cutting away things I started in - "old life" sounds so dramatic, but I don't really have another term for it.

RACR is one of those things. I love it, but I can't continue it. For my own sake I have to let it go.

I will continue writing fanfiction, and I will continue posting, but I've moved over to AO3, where you can find me under the same name.

Hope to see you on the Archive,

Dorano