Well… Where do I begin? You'll have seen the title so you probably already realize what this is before I actually work up the courage to put the words to page as it were. Reality is I knew I had to write this months ago, but part of me hoped that things would change in my life to where maybe I didn't have to after all. Unfortunately, that hope was not realized… and the longer I wait the worse I know I'll feel.

Time hasn't been my friend over the last several years. I've come, quite abruptly, to face the fact that the phrase 'there aren't enough hours in a day' is painfully true. There is simply too much I desire to accomplish and not enough time to do them, even with a rigorous schedule. Certain endeavors require a considerable amount of time to be invested, and simply by that fact mean that other ones can't be done. Writing hasn't been the only thing I've had to put by the wayside, and the list feels all the more depressing if I were to put everything else down right here.

There will be a day that certain endeavors take up less of my time, and I can return pursuing others. However, I do not see that happening even within the next couple of years. And that pains me to say, it truly does… but I also believe it to be the reality I'm faced with. I hope that writing is something I am able to return to first, though with the time frame I'm anticipating… I'll, in all real expectations, have other works that I'll want to make.

This isn't the first time I've had to make an announcement like this. Though back then, my drive for what I was doing had all but run dry because I had finish one of the stories I wanted to tell. Two more that existed as sequels died because, largely at the time, the fandom I wrote in was on it's deathbed too. Which make writing this all the more painful because, I still have so much burning in me to create for these stories of mine. Monologues of particular scenes that would have happened, getting to see how it'd get received, using the comments as extra drive to get the next chapter out sooner, all the amazing things of simply being a writer and having even a single one of you choose to read my story.

I'm almost impressed with myself the fact I've avoided actually writing the six words that everyone knows have to be said for any of this to actually be cemented and real. And if anyone is confused by the number, it's because this message is not being written for only here. I'm sure there are plenty of people that read the first sentence, or maybe as much as the first paragraph before moving on to other things, but for this of you that stayed until now… Thank you.

I think five hundred words of preamble are enough procrastination. And I don't think words have ever hurt so much for me to write.

Fallen Snow/Dark Lightning Are Cancelled.

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Thank you all for all the views and comments, I'm sure some people are reading this going 'what a load of crap' after the previous message I put out on my stories. Some of you probably only read this far to see how much I could cry for myself about not being able to continue.

I can't do anything more than put what I feel here as an act of sincerity.

I deeply regret not being able to make more of these stories. However, by the time I can return to writing I believe there will be other stories I desire to tell more. Whether that be fanfics in a different fandom or my own original works that I would desire to get published, I don't know and I've learn well enough how bad I am at trying to gauge my future.

The words 'thank you' aren't enough to express how grateful I am for those that supported these stories with your view and comments, but they're the only ones I have. So, for the last time quite likely under this name…

Thank you. Stay awesome everyone. WinterRuneWolf out.