Due to things beyond anypony's control, or involvement. I am...suicidal. As such I'm going to be away a while. That is all.

The explosion had gone off far to the south of the village's eastern edge, in the blink of an eye most ponies had already died. What was once considered a beautiful city by all who visited, was now a smoldering wreck of ash. Replaced by a large dark hole at least a few stories deep, the village's center was now the definition of horror.

Read More

Tread by tread. Little by little. It all comes together.

I found a strange note on my door today. It said: "I'm watching you. Be afraid."
It scared the heck out of me so much I didn't leave the house all day.
Later, I remembered, I'm the one who wrote it.