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Twinsez


Writing is a lot like life. It depresses the hell out of me, but I still go on with it for some weird reason.

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A ferry-stallion tells the tale of when a married couple and a mysterious kid traveled together on his boat.


An entry into the A Thousand Words Contest.

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I can see what you were trying to do with this story, but I'm not sure if you went too far with it, or not far enough. You're pretty explicit about what happened, but at the same time, it felt like there wasn't enough detail to really hook me. I feel like this would have been better if it had either been more vague, or had more detail, although given your word limit, I guess the latter wouldn't have been an option.

I'm going to have to agree with 11265639. You hit a sour spot between presenting the horror and leaving it to the reader's imagination. Heck, the colt's own justification doesn't make sense—Parents should stay home and raise their kids, so I'm going to make sure these two never make it back home again!—but it's not like I can expect perfect rationality from that sort of mind.

All told, this needs further work. Still, thank you for it and best of luck in the judging.

I can’t tell you about what happened on my ferry that month. Not really, anyway. I could tell you all I know about it, and even what I don’t know, and you would still be scratching your head while muttering what? what? There’s no clear reason to what happened, so if you really want to know about the whole ordeal, I can only tell you the facts.

well this certainly builds up anticipation for the reveal! i am on the edge of my seat

Despite Manehattan being filled to the brim with self-proclaimed explorers looking to add meaning to their life, there was no interest to travel to a strange little island. As far as Trottingham ponies were concerned, there was no incessant need to travel to the big cities when small ones were all they’ve ever known. Ponies liked to stick to their roots, is what I’m saying.

aww, very true! ponies are quite provincial sometimes

“Forty-five? That seems like a lot.”

“Oh it’s fine Mac,” cut in the young miss, and she flashed him this radiant smile that seemed to relax him an awful lot.

oh no, Bright Mac and Pear Butter! well that heightens the anticipation even more!

“How much you got, kid?”

“Thirty, I think.”

“Well shoot, then, I’ll take you across for twenty five.”

The kid nodded and hoofed me some twenty bits. I didn’t bother counting until later.

oof, love how much unspoken there is in these sentences! establishes the character of the ferrymare as well as the kid right off the bat, as well as being a fun ironic bit about how kindness is returned sometimes, and agh

They had a family back in Ponyville, just had a new daughter in fact. The mother beamed when she told me. They’d be back soon in a few days, if all went right. Then they kinda kept to themselves after they told me that. Guess they realized I was busy.

ooh, that just raises further questions! i assume that Apple Bloom is left in the good hooves of Granny Smith, but still, just why would both of them be traveling without their children so soon after having a newborn?

He told me he was awfully mad about those parents over there. He told me that parents belonged at home, and the kids should take over when they are strong.

haha, i guess i'm not the only one that thought that was strange!

He said you had to follow the things you believed in, or else there’s no point.

and augh, just love the character in this line! very late 19th/early 20th century in feel, maybe because it makes the kid feel like Huckleberry Finn, or something?

I didn’t really think of that whole nightmare for a long time. That was until I was at Trottingham, when one of my passengers casually mentioned the murder of a married couple in broad daylight by a sixteen year old.

and oof, that pays off that very distinct character line just earlier! and the "off-ness" of the kid throughout.

Only on that same day did I rack my brain trying to find a reason for what happened, and maybe I even came up with something. It’s been ages though and I’ve forgot exactly what that revelation was. Probably for the best. I’m sure this was all fated, and everything that was said and done would have to happen sometime. Think about the nice and quiet things, but not your involvement in fate; his eyes are like daggers.

i had my doubts, introducing so many elements in such a short timeframe, along with the very big implied one of this story relating to how Applejack's parents met their end, that this story would be able to make them all pay off, but in my opinion it really did. augh, the passive world-weariness that the narrator spoke in throughout fits the story so perfectly! and the end being a mystery even to the narrator telling the tale, with the tantalizing detail that the narrator did once think of an answer but then lost it. that senselessness! it really makes me feel Borgesian vibes from this, especially with how the narrator's character feels.

like, it's very clearly a choice, you know? the kid could have been very straightforward in his derangement, and hinted at an internally-logical justification of their kids being better growing up without such neglectful parents, or something, in just as many words. but that would make this piece far too straightforward, i think. with this puzzle, it spreads like an ink cloud in the space of ideas far beyond its word limit, and augh, isn't it perfect that in the end, even with the reveal of what literally happened with Applejack's parents, there are still unanswered questions about their deaths?

excellent stuff, loved it!

This fic is very interesting

I was not sure how to feel about it the first read through but as I read it once again, I had a new appreciation for this story. It’s so mysterious, it has many different layers and the atmosphere it presents is impeccable. Despite the short fallings in the story, everything else was meticulously crafted for an ominous and creepy story. All in all, it grew on me, and it is one story that won’t leave my mind very quickly.

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