I've just been reading through old comments on my scraps story, after publishing yet another chunk from the ancient cutting room floor. It's remarkable how many of the commenters are still around - but also how many logged off for the last time, soon after making their last comment there.
While I'm not making any promises about any particular project here, I am actually writing again. I figure if I write enough of something, some pony words might drop out somewhere along the line as well. You never know. What I'm working on at the moment is essentially a re-write of a story I read a long time ago; an old pulp sci-fi tale, about a spaceship that manages to get lost in the
Where are Rainbows wings? Or did you forget them?
~Hearn
906919 Crap.
Erm... Twilight magicked them away so that Rainbow would never leave her ever ever ever again.
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Someone should write that.
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Eh, good enough for me. Twilight is giving off "I am crazy" look so I can buy it.
~Hearn
906935 A likely excuse, this is just so you don't have to draw feathers again isn't it?
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Her eyes....They're staring into my soul!
906935 Sounds a bit creepy Stephen King-ish to me. Oh wait, that's redundant...
Edit: I was thinking specifically of Misery...
Friendship....... Friendship........ Friendship.......