Wow.
It really has been an adventure, right guys? I remember, back in July, when I started to type this up, and I felt that nobody would ever read it. I felt like it would never get more reads than my merome FF, which had 2.5K reads at the time.
I never knew what would happen after I got 8 reads.
After I got 1 thousand. Then 5. Then eight. And ten.
At some point, I would wake up in the morning and I would have another 1K reads and about fifty alerts from votes and comments and such.
It's made me so happy to see all of you guys enjoying this story. Not just the people that have voted and commented, but the people that have just read it. When I just look at the reads, I see each one of them as an individual person. And that blows me away.
My first chapter has over 1.5K reads. And my most recent one has 177- that's a lot of people!
Sometimes I just browse through the comments, and I somehow get a stupid grin on my face. I never thought that so many people would comment the stupid and silly things that you guys would do.
So, as of now, I've hit 22K reads.
I don't even know what to say.
So to all of you, the newcomers and the ones that have been here for a while, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I hope that Sweet as Sugar holds up to your expectations, and I hope that you guys continue to enjoy my writing, because I don't plan on stopping anytime soon.
I love all of you, from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you.
-Eren's POV-
The sun was painting the sky with reds and oranges as I sat next to Armin, the foamy sea water lapping at our bare toes. It was silent, a salty breeze whistling through the air, and I sighed, curling my toes away from the water.
"We're finally here, Eren," he whispered, his eyes blankly staring out into the blue expanse. "It's the ocean, just like in the books. I was so scared that day, when we found that book, because I thought we would be arrested for having it. But as I look out now, I wonder why anyone wouldn't want to see this."
"It's been quite a trip," I replied, tracing a swirl in the sand, which dug under my fingernails. "But we got here in the end."
We sat like that in silence, only looking up when Mikasa came outside, sitting down, her red scarf wrapped doubly around her neck. She had a mug of tea for herself and one for each of us, and we stayed silent until the last glimpse of sunlight was gone and the stars scattered across the sky. Hanji called from the porch, waving us inside, and as I stood up, my legs prickly, she threw me the car keys, telling me to go out and buy some firewood.
"Firewood? Where the hell am I supposed to get firewood?" I asked, taking the car keys and grabbing my jacket.
"The convenience store around here has some. They should be open, it is 24/7," she explained, and I sighed, getting into the car. "And don't wreck my car."
"I highly doubt I will," I chuckled, turning down the radio that had blared on, shutting the door and making sure I had my wallet on me. The car's headlights illuminated the trees, shining as I sped down the forlorn road, the radio softly playing, Levi's CD still rolling on. A neon light flickered, inviting me into the town, which wasn't too silent, seeing how there were visitors and tourists by the main part of the beach. Hanji was right, and I had grabbed 5 bags of kindling, quickly paying for it and loading it into the trunk. My guitar was still laying in there, and I sat it across the backseat. Quietly, I started singing along to the song that was playing.
