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Septia


This page is for the lewd and depraved writing concocted by Septia. Naturally, only the pony related gets posted here. For the rest of my work, head to my Eka's or FurAffinity.

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  • 6 days
    Anal Vore Autumn Art Pack Unleashes

    I have collaborated with some great artists to bring out another pony artpack.

    Anal vore Autumn

    It contains animations, over 30 illustrations, and a new story of mine that has a tie in comic by Dendollae.
    Blazeblue, Augustbebel, Crazy Water, novaspark, Ladytechna and more are all involved.

    Head to Derpibooru or Eka's portal for the announcement, since I cannot post links to it.

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  • 1 week
    Standing Taller

    There comes a time of action, some might claim, where we take up arms against our troubles and march forwards. At those times we can accomplish great feats, and topple what stands before us. Yet, those moments are presented in the past. As a necessity then, less than it is today. We see not the pillar that tower over us, for we stand too close.

    Happy Filthy Friday~.

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  • 2 weeks
    Refurbishments through the Spooky times

    Twas so long ago now, since I knew true peace, the kind which frees one from all obligations. I recall those moments fondly, yet know they cannot come again. Obligations, are healthy. The ones I set for myself aids me through each and every day, despite them perhaps, greedily devouring my time. If they were not spent on my obligations, I would have wasted them elsewhere.

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  • 3 weeks
    Maybe I shouldn't

    Where do I go when my path weighs even across both sides? I always think I can observe it closer, deeper and deeper, on the scale of worth and value, there should be a dent that puts one side over the edge. And if not, I scrutinize closer. And if it is still even, I go deeper. The more I observe, the more my surroundings alter and adapt to the lens of my vision.

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  • 4 weeks
    A Flying Camel

    The world is so big, from where were are standing. It stretches out forever, eventually back into itself, though that is far beyond the reach of our sight and comprehension. Instead we stay at the bottom, as an insect peering up at a tower without end. And yet from the top of the tower, soaring above the world, it becomes tiny. A little blue dot, looking up at the vastness of cosmos.

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May
11th
2019

Limits of Care · 1:42am May 11th, 2019

In times where we face ourselves, there is little to exchange. One would believe we have much to say of our own being, yet to ourselves, all is there. All is not known, yet knowing oneself is a sisyphean task, for the process of learning, too, changes our being. Then, instead of talking with ourselves, we merely talk at ourselves, at what we cannot affect grasp, yet our actions can influence, as it always does.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

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