I started this spiel as part of a comment on a recent FLutterdash fic that handled this subject reasonably. So I'll put the transposed section in quotes because I can't be bothered altering it to fit.

"I'm physically ill as I write this, so I haven't got much else to do. (Err, I should specify, that's not your fault, I just happen to be sick.) Nonetheless I feel enough towards this story that it's worth writing some of it down.

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As it stands Project Horizons is possibly the longest story in the extended fandom, clocking in somewhere over 1000000 words.

Which means I'm about to do a hell of a lot of talking as I try to muddle through all of its good points, its weaknesses and everything else.

But before I do...

Well spoilers ahead, not as many as I intended when I started, but maybe some.

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It took a lot longer than I expected to finish part four to date, mostly because I was deliberately dragging my heels from the end of Volume 3 onwards, most of the time. For a while there coming back to something rsembling normalcy scared the hell out of me. It's done now.

What's to say? Well expect the much promised full disclosure post, which I'm going to take to referring as the "mostly full disclosure post" because there is a bunch of stuff I'm just not going to say.

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Argh, finally.

What's there to say at this late hour?

Well, I finally broke new ground, that's a start. Finally saw the end of Hightower, only to wind up with less answers than I had hoped for. That's the way of the wasteland though. But, finally the balance seems to have tipped towards answers. There aren't many more questions.

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Here I am, shaking, a day? a day and half? past when I expected to make it, but I'd forgotten how long volume two was. Three's longer, so expect the next post, oh I don't know when.

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So why am I not around at the moment?

The answer is I'm re-reading Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons from the beginning. The monster's monster. The word beast.

And I'm in self-imposed introspective exile until I catch up to date again.

That's all that's important really, if you don't want to hear me rant lightly and incoherently about that story in a fanboyish manner, abandon the post here.

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You have nothing to fear but fear itself.

So what do you fear? Is it common? How often do you encounter it? Does it make you sick all the way through?

What would life be like if what you were afraid of was so pervasive that it's easier to just to say everything? What if it had been around so long, was so ubiquitously common that you didn't even recognise what you were feeling as fear anymore?

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I don't like fireworks. I dislike being close to them because I find them too loud and quite frankly boring. But more than that, I hate sitting at home and hearing them. Every couple of weeks we get it here, doesn't even matter if there's an occasion. Without fail it puts me on edge. Because there are only three things with that kind of sonic effect.

The first are obviously fireworks.
The second is distant thunder.
The third is the end of my life as I know it.

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So you get this one courtesy of Mindblower's ability to successfully turn my own logic against me.

By way of retaliation, he's going through neopets. That will be all.

So the actual conversation was about why he got into it now, and the anecdote starts from this line. "I ever tell you that when I was 13 I was technically in a long distance relationship with someone from your state for three days?"

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There are exactly two stories I won't tell just anyone. Most of my life is open season, but there are two stories I hold back. For differing reasons but to the same effect. This is the first of the two stories.

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