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Dance Cloud


I'm an Average Artist, Piano Player, and a Writer. But I'm a horrible singer. What's so special about my passions? I just need a pencil and paper.. to make magic!

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Iris Rose. 18 year old and off to go to a university within the next year. Theatre is her life. And she can get as normal as any mare can get. So normal that she's known to have "Nothing to Offer"
But then again, that's a high school life for you.
It get's worse as a new stallion enters the horrid realm of life. Yeah, he's a bully worth punchin your face at and is in love with his hair, but you never know... Maybe there's a good side to him.

"Hell no. I bet the word nice isn't even in his dictionary,"

NOTES: This contains swearing. The Art belongs to me and I hope you Enjoy!

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 2 )

That was pretty funny, do you think you'll keep writing this story?

7118581 Thank you and yes, I'm planning on finishing chapter 2 by Friday!

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