Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
Just your average Brony who happened upon an idea that might actually turn out to be clever enough for guys to love.
Proof that I'm not dead. I was just in a slumber, waiting for reason to rise again. I might have found that reason.
But, if ErraticOverlord is dead, why the empty grave?
Oh no, not the bees! NOT THE BEES!!! AAAAAAAAA!!!! ARGLUBAH THEY'RE IN MY EYES!! MYY EYEEEES!!!! AAAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHGURGLERRRR ...in other words, I write stories.
I'm just a simple, southern man that loves ponies, Star Wars, ridiculousness, and adorable things. I'm also an ex-Navy nuclear machinists mate, and life long martial artist.