Progress! · 10:38pm May 20th, 2019
Apparently the secret to getting back to work is actually, y'know, getting back to work. I started last night and am about 1,600 words into the next chapter of Treasure Hunt, at long last.
Silver Spoon suppressed a giggle to herself. Diamond Tiara would be so mad if she knew that she was getting into the game. It wasn’t her fault, though, that her daddy had just made her read a book on the expanding Equestrian oceanic trade. Silver Spoon didn’t care at all for pirates, and considered the navies and merchant marines of rival nations only barely a step above them. But she did like looking at maps and seeing distant lands having markers on them shaded in Equestria's traditional color of navy blue. She did like the idea of fortresses and trading posts protecting the shipping lanes so that valuable goods could be brought back to Equestria. Projecting power, her daddy had called it. Silver Spoon liked the sound of the term.
Plus, Silver Spoon was pretty sure she’d look good in an officer’s uniform. Especially an admiral’s one.
The two made their way from the dock and up to the fortress, the great gate and doors opening to admit them. Once inside, Diamond Tiara marched right up to the officer on duty and looked him square in the eye. “My daddy,” she said, “is the biggest landowner in town and a member of the town council. So if there’s a key for this stupid treasure hunt here, give it to me!”
Also apparently Silver Spoon wishes she was in a show entitled My Little Imperialist: Colonialism is Profitable. And I bet an adult version of her would look good in a pony-style British naval uniform, circa the Napoleonic Wars in style.
