I am back, and I have drunk the bitter drink of Apostasy.

It's been awhile, I guess. Don't really recall how long I was gone. But I'm back now. Sorry if anyone missed me over here. I've been through quite a bit during my little hiatus, far more than I care to share with the fimfiction public. I have changed quite a bit, and yet... perhaps not enough. I've shifted the majority of my creative focus to music, and I've done very little writing this blood red summer.

But I did recently finish a short story for you guys. It was originally an experiment in description (something I need to improve on, especially with NaNoWriMo in the closing distance), but it's an extremely personal story that may shed some light on my life for anyone who is interested or even cares, for that matter. The story is about Diamond Tiara struggling with a personal problem, set some years after graduating from the school in Ponyville (during her high school years). It is a bit dark, but hopefully it won't be too bad. I'm sure y'all have read worse here.

But back to the meaning behind my hiatus...

In short, I have lost my faith. Paradise is lost, and I am no longer certain of my fate upon my inevitable death. I'm left alone to face the great void of darkness. Was everything I've been taught growing up a lie? Could there have been another way?

Worry not for this apostate ghost. I will get used to having no hope in an afterlife. Eventually.

...I hope.