The Wall of Time

by Riona H.Goch

It was the last day of 1926 when Tom Riddle was born. Four months later, he would meet his match and change the course of history forever. Time, they say, it's a precious thing - when a prodigy is able to see forward time, and a genius is able to use its power...time becomes a dangerous weapon. Fem!Harry.

24. Author Note

Hello,

It's been a long time since I last updated this story. I must apologize for all of you, and also say may thanks to all those who encouraged me since I began to write this fanfiction, even in my long absence. As some may see, despite not being a native speaker of English - and not that good in writing the form of it - I am a dramatic writer (or non-writer), and I always enjoyed this aspect of Byron's language.

Now some explanations. Before I even stopped updating I was feeling disheartened by my attempts of writing. I am an Engineering student at the moment, but when I started writing, first my own, unpublished, book of 400 pages I didn't aim for that. I always mingled with creativity, and ideas but as I matured in my teenager years that creativity was almost murdered by myself. Today, my reading material is mostly business books, biographies and historical novels. The Wall of Time is probably my last dangling in arts, and during 2017 I felt frustrated with this. Some people are born artists, and some people feel the lure of art but are never able to breathe it. As I see now, I will never be an artist, and I don't know if I will ever finish this fic. If someone wishes, please contact me, I can send my plans for it and who knows – maybe someone will be able to finish it. I will update this week all I have written of it, but that will be all.

I don't have any real excuse for my absence, besides maturity. I have seen many of my favourite authors in this website to leave unfinished works for real struggles, family and dilemmas like that. That is not my case. I have struggled with the concept of fem!Harry for a while, and I the out-of-character portrayal of Harry I have made, for that it's a vice of mine. Yet, since the beginning of this fic, I have not hit a block as many have. I still know where I would take this story, and what path it would take. Once I had the concept and the body of it drawn, this story was unable to interest me much more. I will not reveal what I had in my mind for the wholeness of it would be much more than I can imagine in here. If you wish, PM me with questions, maybe I will be able to explain them.

Once more, I must thank all of you who supported me.

Riona (whose real name is Theodora).