Imprisoned, Queen Chrysalis writes the story of her life, her legacy. But not for those pathetic ponies! Gifted with a daughter, she cherishes what could be the last changeling she will ever interact with...
I do apologize for not getting the next chapter of The Light of a Candle out, but I've been preparing for the upcoming move and just haven't made the time to write. I've been debating on which perspective to go with and it's been kind of annoying.
3300 words so far. I haven't forgotten. There were some changes I wanted to work through for one of the characters. I was not happy with the original concept and decided to delve a bit into Greek myth for inspiration. I hope you like it when I do publish the chapter. It's not done. There's one last bit to do for it before I ship it off to my editors for ridicule. I do apologize for the delay, but
3711184 No porpoise, you say? We've got a suitable replacement three cells down; used to be quite a bottlenose, but thirty years is long enough to any one of their bad habits. 3714889 Your resistance emuses me, I'll inform the warden that we've got a new tenant that needs whippet into line.
Horse thoughts: My life is a pane.
3710828 Ewe would know.
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I have got to hoof it to you both, those are punstastically groan worthy.
3710854 Sorry, I'm just gnu at this.
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Yeah, same here.
Maybe we should badger Kudzu and asp him for tips?
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3710854 One thousand years, pungeon, all of you; two hundred years, no parole.
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Ah nuts, now my life has no porpoise.
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You will never coral me in some cage. It just ant gonna happen; I will not be cowed.
3711184 No porpoise, you say? We've got a suitable replacement three cells down; used to be quite a bottlenose, but thirty years is long enough to any one of their bad habits.
3714889 Your resistance emuses me, I'll inform the warden that we've got a new tenant that needs whippet into line.
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You're knot funny.
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Eel duck and flea all your punning plans and worm my way out of trouble!
On a completely unrelated note, "I, Chrysalis" is an anagram of "Hi, scaly sir!". The relevance of this is, of course, obvious.