The Purloined Pony

by Chris


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You poke your head into the cave. The entrance, at least, seems empty. You carefully enter.

Finding nothing immediately threatening, you walk a little farther down. The cave appears to lead straight forward, sloping gently down as it goes. You look around for any side-passages, but you’re finding it very hard to concentrate.

You look back at the entrance, only a few feet behind you. You can see the sky at your back, tinged with... yellow? That doesn’t seem right. Maybe there’s something in the air...

After a moment, you realize you’re lying on your side. When did that happen? You don’t remember...

It’s hard to make out what the boggies are saying, what with the wet cloths they have plastered over their mouths. Something about extra pony laborers...

As you’re dragged out into the air, you realize you’re drifting in and out of consciousness. Maybe next time you can...

You come around yet again, but this time stay awake; the clean outside air seems to be helping. Your hooves are bound, and a gag is in your mouth. You look around, and find yourself surrounded by jeering boggies. Your heart sinks; you don’t think you can escape this one on your own. Perhaps the other ponies will come to rescue you, but for your part in Applebloom’s rescue, this is...

The End