I never told anybody this, but a thousand years ago, I used to look up at the moon and dream about being an astronaut. I just didn't have the grades. Or the physical endurance. Plus I threw up a lot, and nobody liked spending a week with me.

For anyone wondering why I've removed my other stories, it's mainly because I've lost inspiration for them and they have been placed out of harm's way until I get in the groove again. Sorry for any inconvenience - but feel free to message me with questions/criticisms/decorative fruit hampers.

For mind-blowing fanart of The Ghoul, The Bad, The Ugly by the wonderfully talented Jen, please visit this link: http://sentinel-nyx.deviantart.com/art/The-Moment-115002347.

P.S. Please come and say hello to me here:

http://inrodwetrust.deviantart.com/

I'm really very nice, if you don't mind that whole manic, uncontrollable twitching problem I have - and it's strictly BYOR (Bring Your Own Rad-X).