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The Red Parade


Cars are still parked outside. If the rapture had happened, why was it unrecognizable? Why was the sky blue? Why did no one tell me? Do these things not announce themselves?

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With two words, the course of our lives will change forever.


A reward commission for TheLegendaryBillCipher with the given prompt of "Lightning Dust and Fiddlesticks wedding."

Winner of the Quills and Sofas 10th Anniversary Panic Fiction.

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Also with the premise that it had to be fluffy. :P

Thanks for writing this, Red. You should definitely write more fluff in the future. :twilightsmile:

Bro, you are popping off with the story uploads as of late!

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Haha, this one was pretty easy given all I really had to do was tack on an extra 200 words after the speedwrite! I am sitting on an unhealthy amount of stories that also need to be published but I'm a lazy bum so who knows

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I feel it. I have a few unfinished works that need to be gotten back to. But I don't want to clog the comment section here. I will actually try to get around to reading this in top of my already large reading load atm. I expect to like it like your other works. :twilightsmile:

Is this story related to never forever?

This is so very cute, Red! I love it!

Aww, that ending was just so sweet.

Every day is a beginning, and every day is an ending. Life reads like a sheet of music, which each day like a note on the page, flowing seamlessly into the next. There may be breaks and there may be pause, but the melody carries on and on. And every day brings with it another piece of a story. My story.

and of course that is how Fiddlesticks the musician would start off her reflections!

I feel the smoothness of the fabric against my skin: white as Celestia’s coat and brighter than her sun.

love that this is the standard wedding dresses are judged by, very fitting! just feels like a natural part of Equestrian culture

She stands there, wearing her suit like a uniform, standing tall and proud like a general in front of her army. She’s so patient and so perfect… I wonder if she’s as anxious as I am on the inside.

augh love this! Lightning Dust would be such a good mare in a suit. wearing it like i imagine her imagining she would’ve worn the Wonderbolts’ dress uniform

I look into her eyes and I remember how they captivated me that night so many years ago. They shine as brightly as they did back then, and her smile… Her smile is a weapon. A weapon more powerful than a thousand suns and rarer than life beyond our world. It bathes me in a light so pure and so warm that I feel that I may die right here and now.

so beautifully put, that is exactly what that feels like

A chapter of my life is over. But a new one is just beginning. And with her by my side, I know in my heart that I have many more pages to turn.

and closing out at the other side of that divide between chapters, with the metaphor from the beginning. adorable ending beside!

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