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// Aren't you like...cold? 
// Story: Pact: Nullification : Lost 
// by SerriTovoka 
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I looked dead in the pony's large, bright eyes. 

“Yeah...I'm cold as hell.”

She gestured with a hoof as she took up the lantern in her mouth again. 

“~Come wiff me, you can't be sheen.~”




I stood and followed, the stagnant cold of the world around me began to pick up a bit as a chilling breeze danced over my shoulders.

This was happening.

A lot of people back on Terra would have died for this opportunity, 



and here I am. 







The end of reality has its perks.





- … -


We crossed a small bridge to a cottage. It was rather large to be housing ponies, and was equip with a  fireplace (I noticed the chimney).

We came to the front door and the pony sat the lantern at my feet. 

“Hold that while I open the door.”

I took the lantern up as the equine took a key from her scarf and stuck it in the lock.




~Click, click~

“Come in, quickly.”

I obeyed and entered the cottage. 

“This is pretty big for a pony...” , I marveled. 

“Well, I wanted cathedral ceilings so my loft would be warm at night, but I guess they're just standard for you.”

The pony blew out the lantern and trotted over to stoke the already burning fire.

She looked over her shoulder at me as I stood at the door, looking the cabin over.

“Please, sit.”

I snapped out of my daze, walked over to the pony at the fireplace, took a seat in one of two chairs facing the open flame, and began to blow on my bare hands for warmth.

She set the fire poker down next to the granite hearth and sat in the chair adjacent to me.




Another stare.

Another silence.

Passive thoughts.

Two confused and racing minds.





“My name is Roseluck.”



“Hello Roseluck. I'm Ryan.”






“You're very far from home, Ryan.”