Once upon a time, I promised I would eventually write a short outtake for We are Robin Hood that told the story of how Robin Hood (supposedly) died. A whole year went by, I wrote other things, you thought I gave this up.
Wrong!
The last thing I want to do is disappoint those who have been so kind to me, so I never stopped trying to write. After all, I told myself, it should be easy! The story is done, all you need are a few lines –the angstier, the better– and you are done. Easy peasy.
Wrong again!
As someone who usually brings characters back from the dead, I can't tell you how hard it was for me to try to kill one of them –and specially Robin Hood! It didn't matter that I wasn't really killing him as I told myself numerous times. It still felt wrong…
So a year went by, and the half story I had written continued to sit in my computer. Until…
I went back to it with fresh eyes and realized it was all wrong, so I decided to start again.
And so here it is… The story you have all been waiting for even if you don't remember. (It's been a whole year, I know, I'm sorry; better late than never, I guess?). It's called Aftermath and you can find it at the main page. (It's written in a whole different style, that's why I don't post it as a new chapter of this story).
I hope you enjoy. Looking forward to reading what you have to say.
Mariana.
