Want without reason
Twilight strolls down the hall with Spike by her side, a cheerful smile on her muzzle. Today is unprecedented; it's the day of the festival. She honestly can't even recall the last time she's been to one, and with all the developments that are happening in her life, she's confident that for today she'll be able to unwind. There's also whatever task the Princess has in store for her as well.
Will she ask her to watch over something or perhaps organize some last-minute changes? She doesn't know, but she's thrilled nonetheless.
"Hey, Twilight."
"Hmm?" Twilight looks down at Spike.
"Do you think the festival will be packed?"
"That I know without a doubt, Spike. This festival is rare and brings creatures of all types to the capital. So I want you to be on your best behavior and try not to get lost."
"Do you think a few dragons will show up?" Spike asked with a curious glint to his eye.
"I'm not too sure about that. It's possible."
Twilight would hope at the very least it's a smaller dragon, as anything too large will be near impossible to accommodate.
"What about your friends? Will they come too?"
Twilight notices a heavyweight slam down on her. The girls... She's been so preoccupied with her problems that everything else has slipped from her mind. She recalls the letter Applejack sent was quite a while ago. How is everyone doing over there? Have things gotten better since then? Have they heard from Rainbow Dash?
She hopes that Rainbow is taking time to herself and isn't planning anything drastic. Twilight shakes her head of those thoughts. Today she's going to relax! All of that stuff will come with time. She's sure the girls are doing much better.
"I don't know," Twilight answers sincerely. "But I'm sure they're alright."
"Yeah, I guess so. I just haven't seen many of them in a while." Spike twiddles his claws.
"Still worried about Rarity?" He nods, and she stops to face him. "How about this: After the festival, we'll write a letter to Applejack. How does that sound?"
Spike looks up at Twilight, relieved. "Alright, that sounds great."
"Now, let's not waste time; there's plenty to do today!" Twilight tries to get him excited. "But first, we need breakfast."
There is tension in the air. Ever since Anon sat at the dining room table, everything has been silent. The bath was mostly routine for him, as he left as soon as the sisters showed up and decided to wait for everyone to gather here for breakfast. Every passing moment by himself began to develop his annoyance.
However, even with the three princesses entering shortly after didn't alleviate that sensation. No, he knew they were playing a part, acting as if a stray thought or two weren't about him. Luna being the most blatant, as she would thwart her gaze if their eyes met and even chose to sit a chair length away from him.
While that does bug him, what is genuinely grating at his psyche is how Celestia's passion has been significantly dialed down when compared to yesterday. He doesn't like this. Where in the past he would've most likely brushed it off, now he finds himself irritated. Celestia has spoken to Luna about this morning, that much he knows, but as for the reasons why he was opposed to her being there, that is only something he can express.
With each passing moment in silence, his irritation starts to turn to anger. He doesn't want to be reserved with Celestia for the sake of others. His resentment and thoughts melt away for a moment as he's taken aback. Such a novel idea but one that he genuinely believes. Before he can even question it, another springs up. He wants to be selfish.
Anon is so lost in thought he doesn't notice Twilight entering the room with Spike by her side. She's smiling brightly but promptly stopped once she saw Anon's annoyed expression. Though as soon as she felt worry course through her veins, she could tell he was lost in his thoughts and not looking at anything in particular.
So, she walks over, greets everyone, and takes her seat. Once she's settled down, she can sense the weight of the situation before her. Something is going on right now, so she will try her best to keep to herself as she watches from afar.
"I'm hungry," Spike says.
Twilight immediately summons a bowl of gems for him, to which he promptly starts shoveling into his mouth. Anon takes a moment to acknowledge Twilight as he looks at her for a moment before returning to his thoughts. He has to speak his mind, he doesn't want to lose what he has with Celestia, and as there's a festival coming up, the time to talk is now.
"I'm annoyed," Anon declares plainly.
Celestia didn't want to say anything, but the aura Anon is putting out is ominous. She thought giving him some space would make him feel better, but since they gathered at the table, it was progressively getting worse.
"I'm all ears," Celestia calls to him gingerly. "Whether that's here or somewhere private."
"I want everyone to hear what I have to say." Anon casts his gaze to all at the table. "I'd appreciate silence until I'm finished."
His tone alone is enough to grasp everyone's attention, except for Spike, who was too busy eating to notice.
"I'm going to speak precisely what is on my mind. I have no idea if it'll make sense, but I want you all to be as understanding as possible." Anon takes a breath in to try and calm his nerves and gather his thoughts. "I'm new to this, to being open and not completely repressing how I feel. I don't believe any of you truly get how painful it is for me to say I love Celestia. How displaying affection is a monumental task." Anon can feel his leg start to fidget.
"What others would consider simple, I cannot even fathom the scope. To want something, even if it hurts others I care about." Anon pauses in a vain attempt to gather his now rapidly fraying thoughts. "I can already tell Celestia is holding herself back, when she normally would be doing something or other to express her joy of this relationship. I hate this.”
That anger is swiftly coming to a boil inside of him. What is he trying to say? He doesn't know, but right now, the words coming out feel right.
"I hate that she's not hugging me so close I can hear how fast her heart races. I hate how she hasn't kissed me without a second thought of who's around. I hate how she's holding herself back from doing all the things that I want to do but can't do as easily."
Celestia is speechless. She knows he loves her; she knows how challenging this relationship is but to hear him say it... It's almost too much for her to take. She wants to bring him to her barrel, but as she looks down to his white-knuckled fist, she knows that he's far from finished but trying desperately to keep talking.
"I have no idea if she's doing this to give me space or for someone else at the table." Anon shifts his gaze to Luna, which she quickly reverts when she notices the anger and pain behind them. "I'm so angry, not at anyone here but myself. Time and time again, I reflect on the past. All of the wrong things I've done. How I was too much of a coward to say anything, all for the sake of others, to pretend as if everything is fine."
Anon loosens his stance to try and calm down. "I'm not going to make the same mistakes. I don't want to lose what I have. I don't want to fear the idea that Celestia is putting her feelings aside for others like I once did. Even if I'm more likely to go along for the ride than act on my own." Anon looks over to Luna, his features softer. "I'm not mad; I don't hate you. We're still friends. I'm fine with us bathing together and sitting side by side at the dining table. However, I want to be alone with Celestia in bed. At least until I'm more comfortable with this stuff."
Anon looks over to Celestia as her eyes glisten heavily. "Did I make sense?"
Celestia can no longer contain herself as she lunges forward and brings Anon into a kiss. It's shocking for him, but as soon as their lips met, all of that anger faded away. His pain of the past and worries of the future became nothing more than a thought on the wind.
"Thank you for sharing that with us," Cadance speaks out once they stop kissing. "Sensing the love inside you is one thing, but hearing it is far more compelling. You truly do love my aunt, and, understandably, you wish for privacy. Isn't that right?" Cadance turns to Luna and Twilight.
"Yes, I'm sorry if I've made you feel uncomfortable," Luna says. "Everyone needs space, and I know you are a good... friend. I will be more thoughtful while moving forward."
Twilight nervously smiles. "Well, um... If you need someone to talk to, I, uh..." Her voice dies out as Anon looks her way with a raised brow. "N-Never mind."
"I..." Anon gets hit with fatigue. Being that emotional takes its toll on him. "I'll pass on breakfast." He gets out of his seat and turns to Celestia. "I'm going to rest for a moment. Wake me up when the festival is starting."
"Very well; I love you."
There's that pain again. Something so simple to say, and yet it's a crushing weight on his shoulders.
"I love you too." With that said, Anon leaves to rest.
Celestia's smile fades some as Anon leaves. She always thought she knew Anon to a certain level but everything he just said... It's given her a glimpse into how much he's fighting to make this relationship work. She will now move forward with that in her heart. It will take time, but perhaps one day he will be able to express himself without anything holding him back.
That smile now returns in full force. That is a day she will cherish when it comes. With a kick in her morning, Celestia turns to the others at the table.
"We have much to do before the festival. Let's eat and discuss what's on the agenda."
Everyone at the table gives a nod as a waiter comes to take their order.
Anon hits Celestia's bed faster than he expected. That was too much, and now he can hear thoughts of regret for being so open in front of so many ponies. Why did he say all that stuff? It would've been better to talk to Celestia alone at the very least, but that feeling from before, it overpowered any logical thoughts he was having.
It doesn't matter now. He's exhausted, and with the festival only a few hours away, that's all the time he has to rest. Closing his eyes, he hopes that's the most memorable thing to happen to him today.
A stream of warm water washes over Pinkie as she stands in her tub. Today's the festival, and there's no way she's going to miss out on the fun! Though, she is a little antsy, as it's been some time since she's seen Anon and Twilight. She hopes those two are doing well. A sad sigh leaves her as she turns off the water and hops out.
Things haven't been easy here in Ponyville. Sure, all the ponies are happy to see Pinkie out and about again, but she's been trying to help with Rarity. AJ gave some insight into how long Rarity has been like that, she even tried to help her too, but it fell on deaf ears. Pinkie has been met with the same reaction; Rarity doesn't react or take notice of anything that has to do with what happened when they were punished or Anon.
It's like she's a doll now, but even Pinkie knows that's a facade. She didn't tell anyone, but she got a brief glimpse into Rarity's workroom, and everything in there was torn apart. Pinkie is at a loss for what she can do for her friend. She's tried so many things, and all of them were brushed off. Rarity is in her own world and refuses to leave her home for any reason.
Pinkie grabs a towel and starts drying off. The one hurt most by this is Sweetie Belle. She doesn't understand why her sister is acting the way she is. She's the one maintaining the house and even has the help of her friends when she needs to make food. Since learning this, Pinkie has extended a hoof to her, if only to ease some of her pain.
Seeing that smile of hers as she comes over to learn how to cook, but it's all in vain when Pinkie has to see that gloom wash over her when it's time to leave. What can anyone do to help? She's spent countless nights thinking of a solution, but there is only one that comes to mind. Anon would have to say something to snap Rarity out of it.
It hurts her that she has ulterior motives for going to this festival. She wants to simply enjoy being with him, see how things are going, and have a great time together. However, she can't hide what's happening. This problem here, it's not just about Rarity anymore, it's about her sister too. A knock rouses Pinkie from her thoughts.
She looks at herself in the mirror and shakes her head a few times until her mane puffs out.
"Come in! I'm just getting ready!"
The sound of her door opens, and a few sets of hooves enter.
"Ya close to done?! We only have a few minutes till the train is here!" AJ calls out.
"Yup!" Pinkie answers, walking out of the bathroom. "All done. How about you?"
Pinkie looks over to see AJ, the crusaders, and Fluttershy. Fluttershy and AJ smile at the crusaders' evident excitement.
"I've never been to a festival before!" Scootaloo says.
"None of us have!" Applebloom comes in. "Think there will be a lot of ponies there?"
"I wonder what kinds of sweets they'll have!" Sweetie Belle smiles.
"Alright, calm down, you three," AJ speaks with an authoritative tone. "We got a long trip ahead of us, and you can do your talking on the train."
"That's right, girls," Fluttershy speaks. "I know you're excited, but we need to go before the train leaves."
"You heard them!" Pinkie turns up the cheer. "Let's set sail! Or rails specifically."
Scootaloo groans at the joke, but it certainly keeps the mood high as the six leave Pinkie's home and head to the train station. Pinkie is glad she was able to talk most of her friends into coming. This should brighten their moods, but obviously, Rarity has chosen to stay behind. Just as Pinkie is about to feel her smile slip, a wing rests on her withers. Fluttershy is smiling at Pinkie just before removing her wing.
Pinkie nods a few times. Today is about fun! She'll worry about that other stuff later.
Nightmare hasn't found any rest since Anon left. Echoes of the past and thoughts of the future have turned her mind into a battlefield. His actions, his words, all of it bringing a haze to her resolve and crumbling the plans she's made with each passing second. How did it come to this? Thinking back, before he entered her mind, all she did was slumber in this endless void. No thoughts of her future, content with the fact that she would be forever locked away in this prison.
She never expected to see anything other than Luna enter her dream. She was surprised to see him, as all she ever knew of him was Luna's constant thoughts about him. It's strange how vividly she recalls their first meeting. That look of anger on his face when he realized Nightmare was real. It was refreshing. Where once all Nightmare did was rest, now she found her thoughts plotting a means to escape and get her revenge.
Her existence gained a purpose, a reason to live. Then that moment came when Anon saw what that whorse did to her, and rather than turn a blind eye; he treated Nightmare with kindness. The look he gave her back then is still burned into her mind, a glimpse of not pity but genuine worry. At the time, she didn't understand why, and when she thought he'd soon forget about her, he kept coming back to visit.
During that time, she only thought of him as an annoyance or puppet to be used for escaping. That all changed when she entered his nightmare. To experience his emotions first hoof, it brought clarity to why he does what he does. It was a simple answer; he is kind to those that have done him no wrong. Nightmare has only known the despair of others, and yet Anon doesn't show that when he looks at her.
She thought she buried these feelings a long time ago, but thinking of him brings a twinge to her heart. As much as she wants to push him away, to hate him, it's becoming difficult. Those words he said to her, they were haunting in their own way, as they were all too familiar. They walk a similar path and, in turn, think alike in more ways than one.
Nightmare looks to the abyss with comfort because that's all she's ever known, and he is no different. It's from this darkness that time passes with ease, and all feelings drift away. Nightmare now finds her mind starting to drift. What would she gain from revenge? Night eternal? A throne to sit upon? Or honestly nothing at all? Only the brief satisfaction that she won and then a lifetime of nothingness.
She scoffs as if that matters to her anyway. She lost the chance to escape when she helped Anon. She rolls onto her side as a long and tired sigh leaves her. Why is it that the more he comes around, the more these thoughts permeate her mind? She deemed nothing of the future, but now she cannot help herself. She lifts the same hoof she used to touch his door. There's no pain anymore, but she can still feel the bite of his emotions as they flooded into her.
Such a stupid man, worrying about others over himself. She knows he would sooner die than ask for help but wouldn't think twice to give his life for those he cares about. Her gaze drifts to where he bandaged her foreleg. She also felt the hate inside of him. Far more poisonous than her own and enough to show her that he cannot compare to the creatures that reside here. A walking contradiction and yet one she can fully understand.
She groans as her foreleg falls limply to the floor. This is nothing but a waste of her energy. So what if he wishes to get to know her? What does that mean in the grand scheme? That she wouldn't have to be alone anymore? That sharp pain hits her again... So, that weakness still exists? Nightmare rolls onto her back, looking up to the void she's always known.
She must clear her mind of this. Lifting her hoof, she drags it across the inky blackness, stars filling the sky and giving a dull glow to her once pitch-black world. With skill and grace, it doesn't take her long to recreate the night sky. Without notice, a small smile crosses her lips. It's been so long since she last saw the night sky with her own eyes.
Even looking to her recreation brings warmth to her side. Nightmare's brows furrow in confusion. A warmth to her side? She looks down and finds Anon holding onto her; his head rested against her barrel. With speed faster than expected, she bolts away from him. Her eyes locked onto him the entire time as redness creeps along her muzzle while her heart rapidly drums in her ears.
It takes a moment for her to calm herself, but once she does, she analyses the situation. Picking herself up, she walks over to get a closer look. Strange, this isn't a creation of her mind, as she initially thought. This is actually Anon in her world. The question is, how did he get here? She tries to extend her senses out into the void but finds that Luna has broken their connection.
This is disturbing in many ways because, by all rights, he shouldn't be here. This reminds her of when his door entered her world while he was under great stress. Curious, she continues to investigate. She kneels low and rests her horn against his head. It takes a moment, but she gets the sense that he's emotionally drained and has fallen asleep. Though that doesn't answer why he is in her world and not his own, she tries to reach out once again and finds that she does have a single connection; it's to his world.
She's never experienced anything like this before, and it leaves her to question what it means. As she continues to look at him, she has a stray thought enter her mind. What if she let him rest without interruption? A betraying idea that fills her with wrath. This is her world, and he has no right to be here! She lifts her hoof to stomp on him but stops again as she notices the worried look on his face.
Is he having another nightmare? She kneels beside him about to check but is surprised when he wraps his arms around her.
"Don't go," he says in a far off tone. "I'm sorry."
Nightmare leans back to see Anon is still unconscious. He's talking in his sleep, but his expression is locked in a perpetual state of fear. There's that pain again... Why can't she leave him be? Is it because he reminds her of the past, or is it something else? He's so weak, and despite his suffering, that whorse Luna can't even sense his cries in the void. He's all alone here, with no one but her.
Once again, she falls prey to an emotion that she thought she lost a long time ago.
"Why would I leave?" Nightmare whispers in Celestia's voice.
"I just think it's the right thing," he mumbles.
"I know that," Nightmare continues. "Get some rest."
"Y-yeah... Festival," Is all Anon says as he drifts off.
Nightmare is staring at Anon as he rests. Why does it hurt so much? Her mind is in two places. She could beat him until he wakes up, force him back to his world, something she would've done without second thought months before. However, she finds the second option better. To let him rest and try to find her own beside him.
He is still holding onto her as she lays down, and with ease she didn't have before, her eyes fall heavy as she rests.
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this is amazing, welcome back and I look forward to your works.
Nani? It back! Praise be!
This is an unexpected surprise. I'm glad to see you writing again!
Oh my goodness it's back.
YES!!!! I actually got misty-eyed as I read this. Welcome back!
Its good ti see that you're starting this back up. And I'm also happy to see what looks like Luna backing off and allowing Anon to have a relationship with Celestia without inserting herself into it.
Though I still don't like Twilight at all, as there hasn't been any indication she still isn't doing what shecdid before and obsessing over "redeeming" herself so much it hurts everyone around her because she already started down the path to redeeming herself but abandoned it because she cared more about redeeming herself so she started obsessing over it and began ruining Anon's life again. Honestly I think she shoukd just be launched out of the story with a catapult.
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Yes, some small rewrites and the NMM scene.
I'm going to have to reread book one and two again but I'm glad to see you writing again
You made my day when I saw this. Please let there be more!
Holy god damn, i can't express how insanely grateful and happy i am! Thank you for returning and continuing this masterpiece, especially in these trying times. I hope you're in good health and, once again, thank you!
WHAT!?
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Same. This shit surprised the shit out of me.
I had this story in tracking, and I had drempt that this might be continued but always thought it futile but surprise, surprise. Its back, for however many chapters before its discontinued again. Hopefully not any time soon.
You better not be fucking teasing us man
Sorry but I just loved this story and there are too many good ones that left multiple holes in my heart
Holy shit, it's amazing to see this updated after all this time. Looking forward to new chapters, when they come out.
Update of this great story...
I don't need anything more today, it's superb day anyway. Thank you, Sarcastic.
My real, honest to god reaction when I saw an update for this, was throwing my hands in the air and screaming ‘YES!’ with a tear in my eye.
I have been working 10-14 hour shifts working in a hospital during this mess we are in, It is hard work and it is in moments like these where I can smile and keep going.
You coming back has helped motive me to keep going and I hope you understand how much it means to me that you are back.
Thank you.
Now if you excuse me I have a chapter to read!
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Is this you coming back or is this just final edits?
It's great to see you back! I just checked on by stories I had on save for updates and saw that you updated and checked along with the blog stuff and it surprised me to see this story coming on back to at least have some more to it. I really enjoyed the stories and while i'm not sure how long you plan to go with this, it's nonetheless nice to see it pick up a bit!
An update during these times, enough to make a man cry
That threw me off for a bit.
AAAAAAAAH!!! Its alive, I cant wait to read!
I see. I see.
Time to re-read for the 6th time.
Yay! You have returned! This is awesome
Time for a reread.
Huzzah!
I'm joining the cavalcade of responses welcoming you back and viewing this update as a beacon of hope!
Glad to have you back, whether you take a week or months to update.
Let the rereading begin...! :D :D :D
And I can see I am not alone
Drat! Password is at home. Will have to follow latter.
Glad to see ore if this. I still think about this story regularly, my mind churning trying to figure out what Rainbow dash has decided to do.
I also worry about what will happen should the elements be needed.
Yay! It's back, I thought it was dead ,but it came back!
Omg yes keep upp The good work.
So happy to see more chapters! It looks like things are moving smoothly in the story. Keep it up, Glad to hear you are branching out. I hope to see more cool stories from you. I'll check out your page to see what it's about. Until we meet again! Ta Ta!
YES! YES! I HAVE NO WORDS!
Ho, ho! What do we have here?
I'm not sure if you're succeeding at portraying genuine emotional damage, or if you're putting in too much angst and edginess.
Either you've suddenly got a whole bunch of free time (understandable, given COVID-19), or you've rediscovered your muse. Either way, I'm pleased to see this story resurrected, and enjoy what I've read so far. I'll eagerly await more.
I'm glad to see it's returned.
I can't believe it your back omg you dont know how happy i am!!!!!!
I'm glad Anon got his words out. He's learning and it seems to be sticking. That's good. I'm thrilled to see a new chapter and I look forward to reading more. Thanks for the update!
Well, at least NMM is slowly sipping love, so that's a win for Anon.
Only recently got on this site and this is one of the first stories I've read, while I'm not into the show (pretty much at all) I gotta say I have enjoyed what little I have seen on this site (including the previous 2 books in this series) and I'm happy to see that you decided to come back. Hope you have fun on the site from now on.
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Well, 2020 is awfully bad and great at the same time.
This is the third fic that I like that was resurrected recently, hell yeah!
Slow burn between updates is nothing - main thing that it lives
AHHHHH IT UPDATED
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I'm generally a very stable person... But I've had my bouts with less-than-sane states, and you know what I've found?
I've found that the bent mental states you can find yourself in defy explanation, sometimes. I mean, there's a reason it's called insanity, isn't it? It makes perfect sense when you're there, but when you're back... you can't even believe how far into not okay and not normal you've ventured. From the outside, it looks and feels forced, I know. It feels weird, and angsty, and conjured for plot. But when you're actually in that mindset, it all fits - it makes perfect sense. It's only when you're brought back out of it when you realise that it's terrifying how wrong the place you visited was.
If you know nothing else - if your worst enemy is you... it's the world that's weird.
And Twilight was broken long before Anon arrived, it just didn't show quite that clearly. In the show, she gets better. Here, she never got that chance - she simply ran out of time. All of them were broken in subtle ways, to be honest.
So no, I don't think it's forced, or angsty. It feels surreal reading it, but... if you think about it, a person with severe autism doesn't need much beyond a hostile environment to develop deep rejection, abandonment and self-worth issues. And it's been hinted at a number of times that this Anon is rather deeply autistic (the most obviously spelled-out clue would be the remark on how he always considers things perfectly logically, and the most obvious nonverbal clue is how inept he is with experiencing and expressing emotions). He clearly had issues relating to others before all this (and from what is explained, or more often not, it seems Earth has given him plenty of reasons), and being in a completely alien world just doesn't help.
You know what's terrifying about all of this, though? What gets me the most? The fact that, for a person with pronounced autistic traits... if they're unlucky (like Anon) - world is hell. You can't believe that people can feel, think and operate this way? People actually do.
Twilight is quite clearly autistic as well, in this. Going by cliches, Asperger's - she's very intelligent and well-read, but she can't relate to other ponies for shit. She has trouble understanding others' emotions, she gets fixated on things to the point of abandoning everything else, and she freaks out easily when even one hoof outside her comfort zone. When her abysmal interpersonal skills fail her, she falls back to her well-constructed world of science - it's safe there, none of that messy shit relationships are all about.
In a way, it seems that either Equestria doesn't understand ASD, doesn't have an issue with it, or simply... Celestia didn't catch it. I suppose I can't blame her all that much - she was so enamoured with Twilight... a prodigy, a wish-fulfillment project, and a potential hero - all rolled into one... She expected these issues to "sort themselves out", like they would with other ponies. She didn't expect things would get worse, in any case. In a way, this Twilight was a disaster waiting to happen. It wasn't a question of 'if', but rather one of 'when'.
I suppose things would take a turn for the better for everyone involved, if someone realised they're dealing with proper disorders that require extra attention (personally I think Anon would be a prime candidate here, if he stopped to consider it for five minutes - his old world is aware of ASD).
Viewed from this angle, Twilight isn't nearly as guilty as she believes, or as others think she is - it's simply how her brain is wired, and nobody ever even thought she might not understand the world like they do.
Of course, it doesn't do any favours for her. And without someone realising that she needs an entirely different set of tools to correctly interact with the world around her - the sort of skills non-autistic beings end up developing as natural part of growth, thus ending up being oblivious to the idea that someone might actually need to learn them on purpose - she's going to keep running into disasters, I think. Even now she's still fixating on the wrong things - she seems like she's getting better, but the core of the issue remains unaddressed.
In any case - I've been silent long enough, I guess. I'm overcome with joy that this story got an unexpected update. I hope my analysis above is at least in the ballpark of 'correct' - I'd be somewhat put out to learn that I misunderstood everything here. ;-)
Thank you, Author, for picking this up again.
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The one thing i find is all people deal with damage in different ways. Some may just grit their teeth and bare it and move forward. While others may break down and be "edgy" or "angist" about it too you? There have been some unfortunate cases where they eat a bullet to try and escape it. All I am saying is that not all will have it the same way and all should be treated with care.
loving the story so far, keep up the amazing fucking work!
I just finished re-reading this trilogy for the third or more times. It's great and I hope we get to see the conclusion.
Will we get any new chapters soon?