(CI) Preview! · 1:33am Sep 23rd, 2015
It's finally past raw writing! 6,600 words of pure tears, sweat, and phone-writing later, I'm proud to give you guys a taste of the new chapter!
The night had fallen cold and silent. No clouds obscured the bright moon and her stars, but a brisk breeze blew across the ocean, only stopped by the cliffs facing the waves.
“Was this how your ancestors felt crossing the Delaware?” Ricky asked a chattering Jeremiah, grinning.
“Well, then it was the thick of winter. It definitely ain’t that here,” Jeremiah explained.
“Hopefully we can at least pin down the ‘flawless victory’ part of it down, eh?” Ricky turned around, to face the rest of his rowboat. “Right, boys?!”
A quiet cheer greeted him, across all the rowboats of his miniature flotilla. About twenty boats had been built in the couple of hours they had had before dark arrived. Now, these untested vessels were on their maiden voyage, carrying a strike force across the choppy bay and into Las Pegasus’ dock.
At least, that was the plan that Ricky had devised.
Right now, Ricky and the others weren’t feeling important, they were feeling numb. His leather rifle strap was chilling his shoulder slowly. “When this is all over, we’ll warm ourselves with the ponies’ still-warm fireplaces! Maybe take a swig of their unfinished brew!” The men perked up at the promise of a warm fire after the battle. The rowboats began to move a little faster.
The boats had to come out of the mouth of the river, and hug the side of the cliff to avoid being taken out by the current, but now they were in the final stretch of open water before the dock.
Las Pegasus itself was still quite awake, most of the city’s windows still glowing with light. None of the buildings were skyscraper tall, but most were at least a few stories. Only near the outskirts could Ricky just make out the faint lights of one-window houses.
‘Looks like Celestia’s prosperous kingdom isn’t as equal and happy as she might think it is,’ Ricky thought amusedly.
He quickly stopped his mental course as he snapped back to the fact that the edge of the dock was now being passed by his lead rowboat.
They had an, albeit tentative, foothold inside Las Pegasus.
