Perhaps This Is Simply Karma, Finally Catching Up To You · 4:00am Aug 7th, 2014
Finally, he collapsed to his side, mindful of the woman beneath him.
“Wow,” he said raggedly. “That… that was…”
“Unbelievable,” she finished.
A moment passed as they caught their breaths, Rarity’s perfect breasts heaving beneath the furs.
She truly was an angel. She made him feel so blessed. Being in love with a girl as sweet and good and unconditionally loving as Rarity felt absolutely soul-cleansing. And that was no small matter in a hell like this.
Hell…
The voice now speaking in Lero’s head wasn’t that of the Lost, nor that of any telepathic ‘outsider.’ The voice was that of Lero’s own self-condemnation.
Hell is for sinners… like you...
But he wasn’t any such thing! He was an innocent victim in all this. His memories of this place might not all be there, but he still knew enough to know that whatever he might’ve done, it had been done under duress, it had only been necessary for survival...
Excuses…
No! He was a-
...Killer… Murderer… what else…? The Lost WAS you. Is STILL you.
Unwelcome grief and shame threatened to flood his heart.
On one hand, there is no denying this fact: when you escaped to Equestria, you did everything in your power to turn over a new leaf. But while your self-induced amnesia may have erased your memories, nothing can erase your deeds. Did a man such as you even DESERVE the luxury of a second chance to begin with?
Equestria was such a funny place. With all its many reversals, The Swap was practically just a drop in the bucket.
A world where magic was a legitimate science. A world where equines were not beasts of burden, but the dominant species. A world where unicorns, pegasi, minotaurs and dragons existed, but men didn’t, (or at least hadn’t for the longest while.)
And then was the matter of the girls acting as valiant bodyguards of the boys. How wholeheartedly his own girls had embraced that role, especially his sweet lead mare! First Rainbow Dash, and then Rarity… each proudly playing ‘knight’ to his ‘princess.’
But… pony or human, male or female… one thing could not be denied: his lead mare made for a far nobler, worthier ‘knight’ than HE ever had. Just ask Old Mossbeard.
Perhaps this is simply karma, finally catching up to you.
“What’s wrong, darling?” asked Rarity, who sensed the gnawing doubt in her lover.
For Full Context: Into The Hedge, Chapter 7: The Frozen Marshes
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Confused
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You're confused? Then I repeat:
For Full Context: Into The Hedge, Chapter 7: The Frozen Marshes
I don't start reading new stories from the 7th chapter is all.
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You know what, ArcaneVision? You raise a valid point. Thank you very much; you've taught me something, and I've gone and corrected my mistake here on this blog.