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// Epilogue: Apology For Everything 
// Story: A Message of A Terrible Affliction Know As Writer's Block 
// by KartalTheWriter 
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	Oh, hey there everpony.  It's me again.  It's Sync.  I'm sorry I yelled at you there for a little bit.  I mean, it's just that it's so hard to get love when you're a sad little unicorn like me who can barely do anything for herself.  You see, the stories, they consume me so that there's really no room left for reality.  I didn't mean to be so brash and all.  Please forgive me?

I mean, if you want to that is.  

"You're pathetic."  drawls the voice.

I sit silent for a few seconds, contemplating that.  I levitate a pencil into the air and use it to scratch a few meaningless lines in a piece of paper.

"I suppose you could say that."  I finally reply.  "What have I really done to solicit your concern?  Sure I’ve thrown some words about.  But really it’s not doing a thing.  Not a single thing.  I’m still here in my little corner, raving like a lunatic over these words.  I’m still struggling for something.  Struggling, because that’s the only thing I can call it.”  

"You're going to leave them with those depressing thoughts?"  The voice asks in that exasperated Twilight Sparkle sort of way.

"Well, of course.  What else can I do?”  I reply, extreme calm my motivation.

“You could rant some more.  That was quite amusing.”

I shake my head slowly and finally blink.  

“No one wants to hear that.  Only the ones that want to rant themselves.  I know I’m not going to be understood no matter what I do.  Why should I bother making art that anypony can understand?”

Kartal is sooo going to have to rethink that comedy tag because of me.  

It has begun.