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Sage Marchand, your local resurrected woman

with the power of procastination for my studies, here I bring you my @if-whenthesunrises mc Sage, who is a bubblegum tired cutie with maybe a dark past?

morbidly curious, she want to know exactly what happened to her... and maybe flirt with the local necromancer !

#very much enjoyed the demo!!#can't wait to interact even more with rivka <3 #love her #when the sun rises #when the sun rises if #wtsr #wtsr mc #my oc #my art #digital art

You don’t always think of what you leave behind

#WTSR #pokemon #pokemon mystery dungeon #not an ask #gif #when the sun rises #oliver #diego #my book #my teams #the stormchasers

here they all are

#warriors #warrior cat #fanfic #wtsr #my art

It's over

People

The Sun Sets, with you by my side, is officially over

And with that

We close the chapter on When the Sun Rises, I will...

#rags rants #the hobbit #thorin oakenshield #bagginshield #bilbo baggins #wtsr

It's been a few days, so I can come back to this.

When the Sun Rises was the story which gave me hope at an extremely difficult time. It taught me that stories held power. It also told me that I, can write. Writing had been my dream since I was 8, yet it was When the Sun Rises in 2021 that made me feel oh people other than who knows me can enjoy my stories. Writing that was my escape from the reality that was that era.

By the time The Sun Sets began, life had become infinitely more complicated. Suddenly I was back in college. I did not have all the free time I had at home, nor did I have anywhere to hide. I couldn't write while in classes. And the classes I did attend were classes I wanted to attend.

Still there were a few stories I wrote back then. Digging Down, Looking up. The Happiest Season rewrite. Fireflies and Acorn which did not even go past three chapters. The text fic. The mental health fic at my lowest.

Writing and publishing the final chapters of TSS was about telling myself that I could do it. I could finish something. That I was not a quitter. Well aware that this story was not for me anymore but for everyone who was STILL reading it...God. I am still surprised by that. People are still leaving Kudos, still reading.

But the end was...nothing. there were no fireworks, no sense of relief no nothing. I just clicked a button and five years of reprimands towards self just...stopped. but it wasn't replaced by anything.

In my last endnote I said I didn't know if I would write again. These past few weeks? All I have done is read or watched something ABOUT writing. I want to write again but nothing, nothing is as heavy and as beautiful as the Hobbit movies was. For a while, 911 was. Then BTS. Now, I don't know.

Perhaps my way of being a fan has changed. But I want to write again.

All of this is just to say, I think I haven't been able to say goodbye to The Sun Sets yet. I didn't say goodbye. I just said, it's done.

So here. Goodbye Fili, my golden prince, who wanted just love and care and got it in the end. Goodbye Kili, my free boy, I hope the world beyond Erebor is just as beautiful as you imagined it to be. Goodbye Balin, you have always held on. Goodbye Dwalin, you were exactly where you needed to be. Goodbye Oin, your snark did not deter anyone, and Goodbye Gloin, your love and your caution was always your strength. Goodbye Dori, you will never be alone again and goodbye Nori, your sneaking around is not your only trait. Goodbye Ori, you have finally found your place. Goodbye Bombur you have your home now, and goodbye Bofur, your smile even at the darkest moments helped. And goodbye Bifur, your presence was surprising even to me but you carried the weight that I was afraid to.

Goodbye Gandalf, you old coot. Always appearing at your convenience.

Goodbye Tauriel, you were the one who taught me to care more. Goodbye Bard and his three children, and goodbye to the Elvenking and his son.

And goodbye Frerin, my burdened Lord, you did your best and it's time to rest. Goodbye Dreya, you held your head high and you bowed when you thought it right and I love you for all of it. Goodbye Reya, my proud Princess, it has been an honour to see you open up. Goodbye Vorin, My brave little boy, you have your story yet to be written.

Goodbye Aunt Mira, you were so unexpected in this story, and goodbye Drogo and Primula, your story is yet to begin.

Goodbye Thrain, the world was not kind to you and neither were you kind to all, but you had a second chance and you learned. Goodbye Dis, the one who was not perfect but who tried, the Princess who finally returned home.

And finally, Goodbye Thorin. Goodbye Bilbo. You fell in love in a world not made for your love but you always fought for it. You always made mistakes, but you never gave up on each other. You were always hurting, but you never wanted to hurt the other. I am glad your story ended at a place where you could fully trust each other. The story I wrote was always yours. You fought when you deemed fit, and you made up when the time was right. Thank you for teaching me all I know now.

Goodbye. I am thankful to have known you all. Goodbye.