Hi.
I want to apologize for the incredibly long wait, but I hope you'll understand why.
About 6 months ago, the original inspiration for this story passed away. Empty Sound killed herself, while in solitary confinement for her own protection.
I can't say I'm sad, nor that I'm sorry. She did terrible things, both to me, and the rest of her family. Dealing with that, and all the stress of school, and now work, has taken nearly all of my time.
This story originally started as a way to express my fears, my doubts. Fluttershy was the version of me that I was afraid of becoming, placed in the situation I was most afraid of—Empty Sound being released on parole. It was a way to bring a character to life that I had dreamed of for a long time, in a way that would help me heal.
I'm no longer sure I need this. But, if you would like, I can try one more time.