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"To the everlasting glory of those few mares blessed and sanctified in the curses and execrations of those many whose praise is eternal damnation." I'll typeset your story in ConTeXt if you ask.

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What would you do if the cliff you jumped off had no bottom? Me? I choose to smile.


Written for 2023’s edition of the Thousand Words Contest.

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In fact, he is in zero gravity, which is quite funny.

This left me wondering, and I liked it.

Some ponies may wonder how a unicorn such as me ended up in such a pickle. Falling off a cliff and alive to tell the tale after endless days of plunging to the doom that never arrives. Neither gravity, nor fear, nor cold, nor starvation have claimed me. Should things continue on this trajectory, the two remaining challenges between me and inadvertent immortality are lightning strikes and old age.

that is quite a cliff to fall off of!

Up here, the sky is forever blue. Local pegasi like to say “hi” and clear the airways. They have enough respect for a pony to keep me free from rain to the best of their ability. I rarely can say more than “hello” in response; the flighty ponies are bizarrely insistent on maintaining the same flight level and I’ve plummeted far below them before my next word. As soon as we’ve lost sight of each other, we may say “hi” again.

that the narrator can just be talked to by local pegasi whenever is quite something 

Sometimes I suspect she is Princess Luna when blurry shadows imitate wings; others, I suspect that “Twilight Sparkle,” the name she loves to shout, is her name.

yay Twilight Sparkle is in this!

I don’t know if I want success. Will the moons of accumulated momentum cause clouds to act solid and kill me as I stop? Will success mean I merely return to the life I came here to exit?

there is a lesson here about preferring a known life, as dissatisfying as it is, to the risks of change, really makes one think

Hey! I’ve never talked to the same pony for this long since I fell. You must be forever falling, too! Everypony else would have long ago taken off to go splat, teleported away, or flown into the distance. You stayed for my entire story. May we be friends?

and aww, what a twist, that we were part of the story all along! certainly a unique situation to be in. thank you for writing!

One must imagine Chell happy. And wearing Aperture Science Long-Fall Boots; those are important.

An intriguing concept, though I fear I’m missing some deeper layers. As is, it’s a fun idea, but there doesn’t seem to be much more to it than presenting that idea. Still, thank you for it.

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