And now, a word from the author:

Ok, ya see, um, the thing about that is… +runs away+

But seriously, I read the epilogue again, and then realized, "I have completely forgotten where this was leading." So, therefore, I have scrapped it. Sorry to those who liked it, but, I just… No. I'm done. I'm working on the novelization, now, though, which will be a bit of a re-write. The plot will be the same, but I have this thing where I read my stuff over again and go, "God, that was dumb" and so I fix it. The re-written version will be better and maybe fluffier (not sure) and the chapters will have real titles.

So, since I have your undivided attention, if you give a crap about any of my other stories, here is a short de-briefing:

I have an idea for an original fic. I need to get Guardian (original fic) underway. Break Down needs a new chapter. My Moulin's chapter is almost done. I haven't started chapter six of Writer's Poison yet, but I know exactly where it's going. Hm. I will post the first paragraphs of what I have done.

My Moulin

I've been wanting your undivided attention; I like the fact that you're nothing like me. Are you not burdened by the lack of perspective people have of your charmed life?


The night Sora came started out like most others. It was irritatingly loud, as the hall was filled with the raucous laughter of the whores and their clients. The pounding of the rain added a sort of hypnotic rhythm to their antics. I was seated in a rather large armchair, trying to look unfazed as a migraine started to form at my temples. The atmosphere of the room was helter skelter; people ran from one side to the other, dancing, chasing, grabbing, whatever they could. Occasionally an overly dressed up doll would drag a drunken patron up the stairs to one of the many bedrooms. From my vantage point I could see the entire balcony: an endless wall of deep walnut doors which led to sparse rooms. Each had a bed and a chair (a few had nightstands), but did they really need anything more?

Break Down

"Hummm." Sora strolled glumly into his workplace, a small fast food restaurant. He already knew he was late, so why not put it off a few minutes more? He made his way to the employee room in the back behind the counter and pulled on his apron and cap. "So ugly." He sighed, opening the door only to come face to face with Yoichi Irino, the manager.

That's all. Lalala…


People's eyes say I'm no damn good
Shook down and left lonely
Only with the maybe we could
I stay inside cause I'm misunderstood
I can't get no release

I'm shell shocked from some heavy blows
A stranger to the people I know
Who used to say "he never had a down day"
Now I'm holding on to can't let goes
And silence brings no peace

Because another life
Went through my window pane
And I don't know why
I've got a will to burn

In attic rooms I just shut my door
For seven weeks or maybe seven more
It's like I face a seven headed whore
The fight's knocked out of me

There's no measure for grief and I can't find it with the sound
Break down, to the great god of the hand me down
Holding the past around wound up at the lost and found
Where the colors all turn to grey

I'm coming out of a down day
Colorized, the city's plays a double feature today
Life is long and something is wrong
But I want to know what's going on (and on)

In another life
Cause it's good again
And it will never die
I've got a will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life
It's like I'll not get better
Will to burn

Time goes by and I realize, that I'm alright
You thought nothing would be the same
But life comes round again
Quick wits and all curious
I'm all caught up in what you say
And it makes me grab the time
Before it slips away

I can't stay and I cannot wait
And I'm grateful to whistle past a grave yard gate
The flicker fade is getting stronger
Like when the days start getting longer
I got the rhythm down now in the places we warred
The golden gate is like my diving board
And life is pointless
But what's so wrong with that?

Cause there's another life
And a sweeter pain
And it will never die
You got a will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life
I feel the whole thing happen
The will to burn
To see you again
It's like another life
I got another life
I got another life

3eb - Another Life

(never trust a band's OS for lyrics)