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Stories about: Feelings too complicated to describe, ponies
Just a hobbyist writer with aspirations of making a career in it.
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."
The wheel kept turning: ages came, time passed us by. We lived in perfect harmony!
Benman belongs to a class of bipedal ape notable for its use of tools and clothing, highly adept at symbolic communication such as language and art.
I write lots and lots of horse words; everything from comedy to drama. If you like what I write, please support me on Patreon.
A Midwest brony who enjoys writing about adorkable unicorns and alien invasions. Come join me for XCOM 2 livestreams!
She's looking at you. Yes you. And she is judging you with her eyes. There is no escape.