Watching you leave feels like the Titanic is sinking and the musicians are still playing. I didn’t get to know you on a personal level but I’m already grieving your loss and mourning your departure. I genuinely don’t want to see you go, but I understand it’s time for you to move on. I’ll still find you in each of your fics, part of you kept untouched by time and encased in your words. Wishing you nothing but the best, stay safe and take care of yourself. I really did love you as a writer.