*Claws way out of grave* · 9:16pm May 10th, 2013
Phew! Don't worry, I'm not dead, I'm just incredibly busy!
But... Free time is mine once more, and I've put some towards writing :D
Just an update blog, letting you know that I'm not infact dead, and that I'll be putting something out quite soon.
Oh... and... Introduction of Wormholers is writen :P
I'm guessing it won't make much sense to you, but with the content I intend to put into the first chapter, it will.
But, here you go anyway.
Something to keep you occupied.
They say there is an ancient plain, with golden streets and heavenly rain. A place after death, for the good and great, without mortal needs, and without a fate. For those who live for everyone in the land, this place is theirs to dwell, but for those who live for only themselves, they're damned to a lonely hell. Where their greatest fears take awful form, and they're punished because they sinned, where madness thrives in the minds of men, created by voices whispered in the wind.
But some men tell of an ultimate plain, in the land of the dead, reserved for the true monsters of men, and those who seek to bring the end. A place with a horrific role, one which must not be said aloud, where the voices all become so much more, and shadows form in the murky cloud. The final layer of the endless land, where misty figures argue and rabble, where all are powerless before their hand, and fates are decided with a gavel. So pray you never commit a crime, to condem you to such a place, where you must stand on trial for your mortal crimes, and stare into the Death God's judging face.
Glad to see you back Ms Rarity