Bleeding Soul

Most ponies are aspirational, optimistic and blessed by fate with special talents. Their tales of adventure are full of heroism and bravery.

The reality, for Silverstreak, is far less rose-tinted and simple. Sometimes fate is both a blessing as a curse. Sometimes you end up with far more on your plate than you or the dog you’re stuck with can chew.

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Prologue · 7th Oct 2020 · 11,297 words
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1: Fresh Connections · 6th Jan 2021 · 4,292 words
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2: Polychromatic Life · 7th Feb 2021 · 2,208 words
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Starlight Nova

Starlight Nova #1 · Oct 7th, 2020 · · · Prologue ·

Will all the chapters be this long?

Rostok

Rostok #2 · Oct 8th, 2020 · · · Prologue ·

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Probably not

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Alicon Glactistar #3 · Oct 9th, 2020 · · · Prologue ·

Taking it in closely, it appears each walkway is supported by the pillars that pass through them in the overgrown plant beds along the edges, paved neatly along the centre with off white stone flags bound together with a rough green-grey dappled mortar. I walk inside breathless, trying to take all these odd details in. The interior walls appear almost normal to the mind at first, what appears to be a regular tessellating pattern or ridged plates are actually slowly changing in shape as they progress both across and down the walls, playing cruel tricks on the mind as the shapes morph and shift irregularly. Overall it's just unsettling in the extreme in so many different ways, from the contrast between smooth and plain exterior to meticulously detailed interior to the gaping black abyss below my hooves with no sign of a bottom. An involuntary chilled shudder runs down me, pricking my coat hears on end. Other than the wind the whole place is as silent as the grave, a dead spot in a teeming oasis of life.

Coat hairs on end.

It must have been a good half hour before I finally reach the bottom; a blank, dark stone square with the same paths marked by the bases of the pillars soaring above. Stepping down off the pumice plate I descended on, I carefully survey the wide room before stepping out into one of the quadrants and looking up at sky above me. The opening to the sky definitely doesn't look large from here, too small to really make out the 4 bridges. It's chilly down here too. With such gentle acceleration and deacceleration I must have been going deceptively fast at maximum speed. It's pretty clear I'm damn deep down here. Sadly with the walls being devoid of any large features I've got no easy way finding out to what extent. The whole place looks and sounds utterly still, the sound of my hooves on the stone is painfully clear as it bounces lightly around.

Acceleration and deceleration.

Look forward to more.

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