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  • 111 weeks
    Luna can't sleep

    Back from the final Bronycon, more on that later. In the meantime, enjoy some horsewords. Bonus points for reading aloud.

    - - -

    Beneath a blackened sky, the pale milky moon cast a pallid glow across lands steeped in shadow.  A sea of muted grey from mountains thrust high, to plains fertile and fallow.

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  • 270 weeks
    The struggles of half-assed fic research

    So here I was, minding my own business. I can't get two lines into a new story without having to stop and try to figure out a cooler sounding name than "Castle of the Two Pony Sisters"

    THEN THIS SHIT HAPPENS

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  • 271 weeks
    The final supper of the ficwhores

    The hot humid musk of Baltimore suffocates you like God's enormous unwashed ballsack the moment you step out the door. A sea of brick beckons the journey of a thousand steps between the gleaming glass zoo of migratory humans and the organic hive of stone and streets known as Charm City. You put your best foot forward, feeling it stick slightly against the pervasive brownish ichor of

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  • 271 weeks
    Horsecon 2016

    Bronycon after-action report.


    (Confound these ponies, they drive me to drink)

    Had an absolutely tremendous time. Got to hang out with a few interesting people, such as..

    Admiral Biscuit (Hail Biscuit!)
    Arad
    Archonix
    Axis of Rotation

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  • 436 weeks
    A tale of two pegasi.

    (Wrote a few thousand words today. Here's some of them. CH16 inbound)

    * * *

    It was a slow day in Ponyville.

    It couldn't be fast enough for Scootaloo.

    The wind whipped through her fuchsia mane as the grass receded behind each sharp stamp of her hooves.  Her short wings buzzed as they bit into the air, pushing herself with every erg of energy she could muster.  

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Aug
5th
2019

Luna can't sleep · 8:09pm Aug 5th, 2019

Back from the final Bronycon, more on that later. In the meantime, enjoy some horsewords. Bonus points for reading aloud.

- - -

Beneath a blackened sky, the pale milky moon cast a pallid glow across lands steeped in shadow.  A sea of muted grey from mountains thrust high, to plains fertile and fallow.

Far from the silken glow of the sun, the stalwart towers of Canterlot shed their sparkling luster.  Chromatic glass inlaid between leaden lines twinkled atop stone columns, while far below, soldiers patrolled quietly in unsung muster.  The city bore beauty and shine, a veneer that did well to hide the age and scars. But beneath a dim dreary night, looming in the absence of light, a fortress of silhouettes that stabbed toward the stars.  

The kingdom slept soundly, but one pony still stirred.  

Upon the tallest spire reaching toward the waning moon, stood one mare of the night, once Nightmare Moon.  

She stared silently across distant lands shrouded in shade.  A restless mind borne upon restless legs, ignoring a bed neatly made.

“They fear you.”

The voice whispered softly, as she could hear it say.  It came from all directions, echoes in the absence of day.

Hairs stiffened along her spine.  Ears tensed and twisted. The chamber was still, save for a soft breeze through silvery hanging chimes.  Their dulcimer melody helped to stay her fright, but with every ounce of might, she watched, and waited, and listened.

A tall mirror hung within a burnished brass frame.  A portrait of her ageless form that she regarded with introspection.  Dusky blue fur upon azure hooves, and hair that danced like an indigo flame.  She smiled, but was greeted with a sneer.

“They hate you,” spoke the reflection.

* * *

Luna bolted upright, shivering within silken sheets.  Her chamber was empty, and she was alone, but she could not slip back to sleep.  She steadied herself, knowing well that her fears were far between and few.

But sometimes, the mare of the night had her nightmares too.

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Comments ( 7 )

Nice to hear from you

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Thanks. I'm trying to be more active

As always, your descriptions paint a beautifully vivid image. Nice work!

It was great to see you again. You party like you write, like a boss.

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It was great seeing you too. If there's one thing I missed from this convention, it would be going shot for shot with you until that oversized bottle of vodka in my room surrendered it's last drop.

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Oh it is on! I'm making plans already for Trotcon.

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