Preview of chapter eleven of Switched 2

I am not dead. I am just awefully slow when it comes to writing at this moment with university and roleplaying. However I managed to write a bit more, so here is another preview.

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"Love and jealousy.“ Luna lifted her head and looked up at Creator, who had curled her lips into a disdainfull sneer, "Why is it that this feeling can be such a double-edged sword?“ The white Alicorn goddess brought out into wild, crazy laughter. "Love and jealousy!“
The dead bodies crashed against one another. Luna saw their limps fall off. Heads rolled and blanc eyes found her sapphirre glance. Ribs stuck out of the flesh, but there was no blood. The pile now was growing higher and higher as the corpses got ripped off the strings that held them together.
They rained down on Luna. The mare panted. No, no, no! Her hooves sank into the wet, soft flesh, which made her slide down. A dead pony hit her shoulder, another one laid its hooves on her hips, holding her. The massive sea of dead had come to live and Luna was drowing in it.
"Help! Help!“, Luna called, „Anypony, help!“ She yerked her head upwards. She was gasping for breath, but the smell of dead and misery slammed itself against her nostrils, choking her. Luna tried to fight herself through the bodies like a lost child. And all she could see was Creator laughing manically.
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For those, who do not know, who Creator is. Whenever I use that name I am referring to Lauren Fausticorn.