I have a personal ambition to live my life honestly and honor the true love that I’ve had around me. I want to stay hopeful, even though I get scared about why we’re even alive at all.
me thinking about how i managed to stretch out five months in a fic timeline to sixty chapters:
Pffffttttt like I care it could be 100 chapters and it’d be 100 chapters of magic
aw, thank you!
honestly, if i ever get to where i’m planning to go plot-wise of this installment (my cliffhanger…is already planned…i’m evil that that way) it probably will end up being 100 😂