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// Chapter 9-a: Awakening and Explanations 
// Story: Life through Love 
// by SentientHydra 
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Drip...


Emerald Flames under light of a dark sun.
A symphony of agony under my crawling flesh
I was dead, perhaps, but dreaming of spaces beyond pain and terror.

Funny I suppose. That even in my Sleeping Death I dreamt of them, the scream of pain from a pony Ibit, her blood in my mouth. Yellow feathers floating on the stream.

I was burning, there was no heat but only cold and dark and pain I could not scream


Drip...

Bones creaked, cracked.  Torment Indescribable.

Drip... Drip

Another noise, 'Clip-clop'. Clip-clop. Hoof on stone.

A rush of heat then cold again, this time numb. No pain, nothing.

Drip-Drip..

Clip-clop again! Emotions too fast to see. Clip-Clop Louder. Closer. Must speak, call out!

"Uuuuh...  ehp"

Drip...

Hooves fade into silence again, Dark once more., no sight nor sound but blissful void.

I await pain's return.