So, yeah.

This again.

I really want to write this, don't get me wrong. It is the story that I hold closest and dearest to my heart because it's more than just a story. It is a dramatic retelling of a group of friends I hold close, in a world of my creation. But lately my mind's been all over the place and, let's be real, so has the rest of the world.

I've been trying to refocus myself, get to writing this story again alongside Daughter Of Storm. Which, is easier to write because it is entirely fictional and doesn't get me as emotional when writing like this story did.

But, recently, my best friend has brought me an idea. While originally, the first iteration of OC;OR was supposed to be this anyway, but I sort of...lost control of the train? xD

When I started writing, I wanted to create a world where me and my friends felt home and I could write for them what our group has meant and means to me, but caught up in the tangent of creating a fantastical world I lost myself in it and well, they really couldn't be assed to continue reading that mess. Just as I really am having issues re-writing it.

So instead, we came up with an idea.

Instead of rewriting the first iteration of my world, instead of telling the same story but altered.

Why not...go to the beginning? The start of it all, and now I realize, that is what I want to write.

The story of the Pack.

Where Kyle, being the only character I created from almost nothing, the rest are real people I know and have known for years. Kyle though, he is in my mind, the very essence of our group.

The very essence, of the story I really want to write but have been failing to.

So, now with some help, I will try again.

This time, taking you all to the first page, in the chronicles of the Pack's story.

The story of Kyle, Sly, Birse, Death, Soren, Skill and everyone else.

The story of my group of friends, retold fantastically and dramatically.

The story, of the E.A

Ps. This is an actual tattoo I have on my right shoulder.