Hey guys.

I think you all know what this is. Most of you have already figured out that this story is probably done for. All I can say is that I'm so sorry to do this, and offer an explanation why.

When I started writing Elysium, I was a fourteen year old high school freshman trying to figure out where he fit in.

Now, I'm an eighteen year old college freshman, stilling looking to fit in, but who found new passions. So much about my life changed irreversibly in the past four years. I suffered from an impossibly dark depression, felt first love and first heartbreak, traveled the world, discovered where my passion truly lay, and learned things about myself, who I am, was, and could be, that changed my life. So to carry on writing a story when I had lost all of the spirit which drove it's creation felt so, incredibly wrong. So I stopped writing. And now this is goodbye.

If you're interested, I occasionally do some writing on Tumblr. You can find me silenceinthepines for some writing stuff and other things, russianaesthetic for anything related to Russia, or bolshoi-bolshevik for politics.

One last thing. I want you guys to know that, in the past four years, I read every single one of your reviews and messages, and saved every single one. I kept them all. Because you guys are the real heroes of this story. Without you all, none of this would have ever happened, and I am grateful beyond words for your unending support. You all will have a special place forever in my heart for your unending support. You all mean the world to me.

Oh, and if you ever happen across something written by somebody named Ivan Chernov, it may just be me.

Thank you all so so much.

I'm afraid that this time, there is no "till next time"

Adios and Allons-y,

~The Shadow Of The Wolf