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// Sunspot 
// Story: The Last Dreams of Pony Island 
// by horizon 
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Sunspot

I shouldn't say she deserved it,
but Peridot deserved it.
Complaining about taxes
as if I'm not scrambling
to keep every pony in Myinnkyun alive
on a beltstrap budget!

I'd laugh at how she was killed
by the natives that she isn't 
paying the garrison to repel,
if that didn't also mean
we're all downright fecked.

The Mooken have been watching
from just beyond the firelight
since we cleared the sands,
but now they're on the move.
Controlling the kelpies
to kill us from within,
and stealing spears as links
for sympathetic spellcasting,
to ruin our fighting force
before the invasion.
An island full of minotaur shamans,
and what magic have we got?
A captain ten years out of shape;
whatever crazy black-magic powers
Shooting Star never talks about;
and that useless drunkard Spotlight,
who no more fought off that Mooken
than I swam here from Equestria.
(I'd have him in a cell
for deserting his post
if his sire wasn't the mayor.)

With some reinforcements
perhaps we could wait it out,
but I didn't act fast enough.

I had hoped that
killing the kelpie in the harbor
would prevent her from calling
more of her kind
for the Mooken to control,
but since they're already
sinking inbound ships,
it's clear:
we've only got one chance.

Press-gang every able-bodied pony,
march into the jungle,
and slaughter the Mooken
before they can slaughter us.

First thing in the morning,
it's time.