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Duskwingmoth


bewks ⚧ [[they/she]]

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Sometimes in the fog she finds things.  Rarely can she ever find them again.  But there’s one thing that she keeps finding her way back to, and it scares the life out of her.


Content warning: Fog, amnesia, self-loathing

(I was listening to Silent Hill music I'm sorry)

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 6 )

I like your writing style a lot. But if I'm not wrong, this story basically boils down to two common tropes: Twilight being immortal, and Discord being a dick. I'm not sure. I as the reader am stuck in the fog, just like Twilight.

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Common tropes often tell more stories at a time than just the words on the page. They're unmistakable and yet wholly amorphous, much like fog.

A pretty good read! Tugged my heart quite a bit at the end. :fluttershysad:

This is my stuff right here. :pinkiecrazy:

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Good work!

Okay, this was an excellent mood piece.

I got...a odd warmth? From the story, like it felt oddly hopeful. Not nearly as wistful as I imagined it being. I liked it. :twilightblush:

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