"It's still early in the morning. I can fit in a couple of hours of sleep." I thought to myself as I laid my head down on the pillow. "Maybe when I wake up it'll be over."
It was not the most comfortable slumber. Worry and anxiety tugged around, trying to snatch me away from dreamland. I tumbled around so much it's as if I didn't even recover an ounce of energy. Still, sleep is sleep. If nothing else, I at least skipped a few hours forward in the day.
Waking up was the most refreshing part of the sleep. I immediately checked the news. "Is it done? Can I go back there now?" I saw an update post and my eyes gleamed. It's finished. It's back on. I can finally return to its embrace.
Immediately, I made my way there. I couldn't wait to see what had finished cooking while I was asleep. At long last, back where I belong.
My heart shattered as I saw what awaited me.
"No. This can't be right. They wouldn't lie to me. It- it can't be-"
I rushed back to the news I saw. It's real. It's from the one source that would know about this. With a knife snugged in my heart protruding from my back, I clicked the account, scrolled a little, and there it was. The explanation to my conundrum.
AO3 was up for a while but went back down around ten minutes before I woke up.
All strength left my body. Down on my knees, all I could do was yearn. Yearn for the new fics that I might have found. Yearn for the new chapters I could've downloaded. Yearn for Archive of Our Own.
Alas, I was late. No amounts of curses hurled towards Chronos could reverse the flow of the river of time. As tears fell, I muttered in despair,
"My horsegirl yuri... My horsegirl yuri..."
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