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213 weeks
You were the Chosen One!

Alas, it was not so.
So as many of you may have surmised, I have violently but silently passed away.
That is to say I am dead.
Not in the literal sense, but possibly in the literary sense.
To make things short, I had a bit of a breakdown, a couple of other mundane life-things and a lack of time to even consider writing.
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280 weeks
Microstory X - Awkward Twilight

It happened at a bookstore.
"Hello," said the clerk.
"Morning," Twilight mumbled back.
The clerk returned a strained smile back and then went back to work.
Twilight then realised in her half-tired state that it wasn't morning, it was the evening, the store was closed and it wasn't a bookstore, and the clerk wasn't there and she had been talking to a cardboard sign all this time.
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280 weeks
Microstory IX - The Existence

Before Twilight could say anything, Pinkie held up her hoof.
"Twilight, stop, before you say anything. I have to say something!"
Silence followed.
"What were you going to say?"
"...I forgot."
"Pinkie... what are you doing on my doorstep?"
"Twilight, you have to help me with my application!"
"What's this?" She held the documents up. "These look like job... rejections?"
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310 weeks
Micro Story VIII - The Rock

It started with a slight clicking sound.
Like the fingernails tapping on a tabletop.
Click. Click. Click.
There it sat on her desk.
The rock.
Eyes fixated on the inanimate object, Twilight examined it with such rigour.
But it stood still.
Yet still was that sound.
Click. Click. Click.
Then a different sound.
Crack.
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325 weeks
Micro Story VII

Twilight glanced out the windows at the dim backdrop of stars.
Night time, she thought, and lazily went back to reading.
Then she returned back to the window.
No wait, that's space!
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