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<intermission> Acrimony Notes
Author: Acrimony Nate
last update2024-02-08 13:52:35

Good day, Nate here : )

A year has passed since I last wrote for this story. Right now I am on a newer project and would be remiss to say that it has grabbed my focus from Ocular to the Dying Sun.

This story will remain Hiatus until further notice, but for now I shall be relying some of the few updates I have been busy with.

I have written a Supernatural story that has been published in a different place so it will not be featured here. It's themes are quite spicier than the ones I have made here, but not as grotesque as my first title.

I'm sorry for not putting any form of story until this day. Have a good timme : )

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  • <intermission> Acrimony Notes

    Good day, Nate here : )A year has passed since I last wrote for this story. Right now I am on a newer project and would be remiss to say that it has grabbed my focus from Ocular to the Dying Sun. This story will remain Hiatus until further notice, but for now I shall be relying some of the few updates I have been busy with. I have written a Supernatural story that has been published in a different place so it will not be featured here. It's themes are quite spicier than the ones I have made here, but not as grotesque as my first title. I'm sorry for not putting any form of story until this day. Have a good timme : )

  • Acrimony Note 2

    Good day reader, Nate here :) This is a notice letter to declare that this title will be on long hiatus until most of the chapters have been filled in. Forgive this humble writer ): The coming chapters will be released two to three days per week after March 13. As for now, it's going smoothly, but other contract titles are becoming higher priority because of their shorter deadline and importance. This title is a passion project that I've lined up after Suitable Bags of Flesh, though it could be said that that title have been cut short, it's gone too long and have begun round about with it's story. This title is very much shorter in contrast, and there is a definite ending. As of right now, I am focusing getting my health back, writing more and praying that all things in my health and everyone around me be good and well. See you,Acrimony

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