Author's Note

I KNOW!!!

This chapter is going to be short... and I can only blame my quest for perfection for it.
I have written over 12 brainstorming ideas and even more chapters.
But, I have finally had an idea I like and will continue to follow upon
so, I tried to post a chapter as soon as I could.

I cannot express how grateful I am for the patience you guys have (that or you forgot to un-follow me)

My only question is... Would or would you not want me add the romance tag to this story (if you get what I mean)...and please point out mistakes (I wrote this over night)

and please don't give up on the story... I promise that as long as I live I will post another chapter. It may not be every week like you guys are most likely used to, but I will post it.

-Stay Ponified (pony-fide)

The Note

To:

Whom Ever Stumbles Upon

I used to believe in the fundamental things of life.

The things that we create to establish order in our minds and our society. A set of rules that we each willingly followed, created either by
ourselves… or by everyone else.

I once thought the fundamental things were the rules that kept the peace and cooled the chaos of our everyday life. They created order and calm for the world.

And so…I followed them without second thought.

But there is one rule that my mind has always been fixated upon.

When I was a kid I was told a great deal of many ‘inspirational’ things.

They told me to never give up on my dreams, never look back, and always get back up.

No matter how hard life pushes you down, you must always get up and push back harder. You must always find a way, they told me.

Generation upon generation before and after my birth have all been taught these ‘inspirational fundamental rules’. But that one, that seemingly simple rule, always confused me.

But as I write this I have become blatantly aware of the true meaning to ‘get back up’ and quite honestly and think we all know the real meaning.

When one say’s you need to get back up, they don’t mean that you need to fight back, that you need to push back at life, they mean you need to get up. You’re not supposed to push back at life, you supposed to get up, put yourself back where you once were, and continue on your day.

There isn’t any sugar coating it, there’s not bright light at the end of the cave, that’s it.

We have been taught not fight back against life, even though it screws us over every single day.

We’re supposed to take the blows that are dealt to us and ignore them as though they have never even happened.

I’m writing this to prove that I am done with these ‘rules’ these ‘lies’ that put us in check throughout our meaning-less existence.
I am going to do something that I will most likely regret. And I hope that I’m not making too big of a mistake.

But it seems the sins of another is one of my own burdens.

I will not date this piece for I don’t know what day it is exact.

The only date I can tell you is that exactly 999 years, 364 days, 18 hours, and around 46 minutes since me and another’s banishments took place.

So that means I got 5 hours and 14 minutes until we will be both free.

It will be simple for me to find my place again since I died 998 years ago but she will need my help.

I write this in case anything goes wrong and a simple note is all that is left of my existence

And if I live… don’t look for me.

-A Lone Hunter