I've been oddly fascinated with discord since the day I've been born. I have a love for Tim Burton, melancholy, and all things morbid that aren't gory. So, I decided to tell some stories. They're all one-shot glimpses of life on the island that feature broken-hearts. If you're tired of overly sappy stories, or just want a little change from the normal fluff that naturally comes with Harvest Moon Fanfiction, then go ahead and read a short story or two.
You might ask why somebody like me is a Harvest Moon fan. Though I admittedly love a good twisted fairytale, I love the simplicity of life featured in the games. It leaves so much to the imagination. There are so many glimpses of the lives of villagers, but so much potential for things going on behind the scenes you would never know about. Think about it this way: You're the only character on the island you see every second of every day. While you're farming, there's potential. While you're sleeping, there's potential. While you play Harvest Moon games through the eyes of an optimist (and why wouldn't you with superhuman strength and a buttload of cash), the rest of the villagers lead normal human lives... lives that when you view them through the eyes of a realist can reveal much more than an optimist could ever fortell.
My final reason for making these short stories is that I love an ending with potential much more than I enjoy fluff. You may start to see a theme in these stories after reading a few, and I hope there is much more to take away from it than a usual giddy smile. Without further ado, I present to you the first story! Oh yeah, and the following characters and landscapes are not owned by moi, even though I am controlling their actions.