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themoontonite


When I look into the future, I see failure.

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Love is many things. It is always unique, always sits different in the chest of the lover who bears it. It may burn or it may cool, it may excite the blood or soothe the nerve, but it is always love. Come, then. Won't you take some time to let it grow?


Written as an entry to the Quills And Sofas Pride contest, where it and Thank You placed second. Edited with the help of the esteemed, talented, hard-working, quick-witted, and ever delightful Red Parade. Art credit to and obtained from: Spectralunicorn for the FlutterDash piece, White Diamonds for the RariJack piece, and Wandering Pegasus for the TwiPie piece.

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Comments ( 13 )

This was almost like reading Shakespeare if Shakespeare was cool and wrote fanfiction. Fantastic work and your prose is as precise and exact as it always is! It was an honor prereading this!

Is there going to be a sequel?

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i may eventually write a sort of successor, yeah. i wanted to do all the rest of the possible mane six ships but thats a very distant maybe right now :)

Ah! I'm so glad you were able to finish this - I loved this story from the contest! Your writing is very poetic, your prose is as sensory as ever and each section reflects so well with the pony its about. Nice job.

Very sweet and beautiful poetry—and that's what this is. Though I did have the issue that it was difficult to read the prose in some of the respective characters' voices, since they used words and phrasings the characters wouldn't. Particularly Rainbow and Pinkie. You could say this is what they'd say if they were more poetic, I suppose.

Greetings. Your reading has been completed and can be found here. I hope you enjoy!

I’m 100% reminded of sonnets reading these. The theme and word choice is too perfect to really classify these meditations as anything else.

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Deeply, intensely intimate. Normally I don't go for language this flowery but this is so impressionistically framed it flows effortlessly, like water. 10/10!

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I love it! Beautifully written. Thank you :)

I don't read such uhhh... "flowery" stuff, but this was

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Beautiful 😍

Also very poetic

Prosper for as long as we are able to, at least. It tugs at my heart some days; the thought that you will be without me in some far future. Who, then, will make you laugh, lover mine? And who will make my heart sing? Where will all the light go when we’re gone? I know you can’t tell me. Even if you knew I wouldn’t want to hear it. This unknowing, this cluelessness, is the beauty of love.

NOPE!

NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE!

WAS NOT PREPARED! FEELS HAVE BEEN HIT VERY HARD! MUST DIE.

If the TARDIS existed I would steal it, travel back in time and watch Shakespeare hopelessly try to write something like this. Have an upvote.

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