I can feel it crawling in my skin. burrowing in my mind and rending from me all that I am. But you don't care. you're just a shadow in the darkness. just another fucking side swipe in my periphery. nothing that hasn't vexxed me all these years.
Rewriting Skullkin to be more like a story and less like a history book. which is weird as his story is one about the history of equestria to some extent. might also start a blog called Ask Skullkin. I know its overdone but I find it fun to talk to him. He's got such incit.