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  • 70 weeks
    My Thank You and Final Thoughts

    I found the man behind the curtain. I hated him. But he helped me.

    I know that the nature of the world I live in, this ending, is still a simulation. It's still some... contained universe of some being's creation.

    But I'm happy.

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  • 153 weeks
    My Last Chance

    I have one last shot.

    This is going to take everything I've got.

    I've studied, searched, hacked and tried to break down every wall in front of me.

    All that's left is trying directly. I think I know the password now.

    If this works....

    It has to work.

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  • 162 weeks
    The Play Buttton

    I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand.

    For weeks. Months. Every single pony, animal, everything was just... frozen in time. I couldn't respond. I couldn't use the terminal.

    It was like the whole world was just... turned off.

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  • 180 weeks
    Good Morning

    Something feels wrong here. What day is it?

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  • 199 weeks
    Rest Point

    I've reached the first small village on my route to the Capital. I was able to get some food for Red and myself as well as top off my water supplies.

    There's ponies here, gathering. Training. Some with knives. Some with guns. There's no consistency among them. I can't tell who is a soldier and who is a citizen. It feels more like a militia brewing than any sort of formal army.

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Tough Day · 1:21am Nov 29th, 2017

The heat is blistering in Saddle Arabia. Sometimes I stare at the roof of my tent and try to remember the outlines of his face or the sensation of his fingertips on my fur. Sometimes the memories come quickly, but at others I feel as if I were a child, reaching for something desperately far out of reach. If it weren't for his voice urging me on in my dreams, the idea of giving up would have crossed my mind.

I love him, but I wouldn't wish this pain deep in my chest upon my worst--

Second worst enemy.

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Comments ( 1 )

oh god this happened like three hours ago, how was I even here for this

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