Hi everyone. This is dust. Unfortunately, I've been through the number of traffic events since last updating any if my stories. As of today, it's been months, and I've come so close to posting time and time again, but anxiety and depression have gotten in my way, and u end up scrapping the entire chapter and trying to start over. I'd say, maybe these could go up for adoption seeing as though there was just barely any development, but it's not gonna be the same. After having a close call with suicide, personally I need to focus on something to drive me to keep living. My stories are desperate in their own drive, and I'm afraid finding my reason to live has overtaken my reason to write. It's not entirely hopeless. I've met quite a few people in this community and was charged for the time I spent talking with you all! But for the time being, I can't focus, I can't think, I can't sleep. I can't do a lot of things. Not right now. I'm still here, I may even talk with some of you still, or who the hell knows, make a collaborative short story. You guys are full of ideas, I love hearing about them. But my stories personally I've lost touch with. I'm not sure what else to say... I'd like to say thank you though. There were a select few people who helped me stay whole on here. I wish it could've lasted longer. But, the past is behind us. For better or worse, don't let it take up your present. Every day is a gift. That's why it's called the present. Thanks for reading everyone. I'm not saying goodbye. Because goodbye means you're gone. I'll just be somewhere else right now. And thus, I kindly scatter.

-Dust