It has currently 69k words published 
Where was I?... aaa yes.
Anyway...
Here is a teaser of the still in progress next chapter
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Cynder is 'not Spikes special somedragon'
Chapter 29 - Meeting Harmony, face to Tree 2/
By: Black--Soul
Inspired by:
harlock5399 now Silas5399
From the story: Reborn as a dragon
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Ever have one of those days that suddenly shatter your entire perspective on the world?
Yeah. They’re fun, huh?
Today marks the first story we publish to Fimfiction of 2020, the start of a new chronicle, with a familiar franchise peeking in behind the veil~.
When I was young, there was a daily need that stewed within me. A desire to fill. Often this was met with food. Though, hunger could be sated, a physical hole to be filled and plugged. But this desire was different. Impressions, ideas, media, stories, items, exploration... If all desires were slaked, all holes filled, it dug new ones, always moving to the next, shifting, running, pouring into several at a time. Yet also it kept moving. Spare little time spent to dedicate oneself to a single
What is the road? We tread upon it during our journey - the quest of walking, waking, understanding - yet the road itself does not exist, merely a concept brought about underneath us through a collective will to have it there. We see because others see it. Because we need to walk? We need a destination. We have to put one foot after the other. How deep does it go? Will someone who does not believe in the wall have it cease existing for them, or does it run deeper? Is there a collective
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9/9: Flawless! Outstanding scene!
8/9: Great scene! Totally Rewatchable!
7/9: Pretty good. Not as perfect as I expected though.
6/9: Decent. Doesn’t ruin the movie/episode.
5/9: Mid.
4/9: Pretty bad. One of the weakest scenes of the movie/episode.
As storm clouds loom ahead, I upon my bed, and knit a pouch or sorrows, to carry for tomorrow. I line the piping in dread, and thread the warp with fear, and once the pouch is woven, I wash it out with tears.
Come bright morrow I step outside, bag of mine in hand,
It is filled with bright thoughts and fantasies, I carry across the land.
Happy Filthy Friday~.
Thoughts of snow. Of the pleasant chill that invades your veins, chains your nerves to the whims of winter and sends your spine rattling. It rouses a heat. The throes of your body engaged to keep you warm, to keep living. A visceral experience of your essence clinging to life... made tactile. You cannot just feel it, you are beset to feel it...
Few, though, desire to dance with their own mortality.
They are a rough partner.
Present, or not.
Happy Filthy Friday~.
This week we have a new story to share, one involving The Orchard, a pleasant bar where like minded pony folk can relax and indulge in some depravity. And sometimes, a mutt or two.
Struggles harden the mind, through the weight of hardship the body molds.
Stress toughens the body, through the pressure of failure the mind buffs.
Both follow a pattern, weaving through one another, to craft the felt of consciousness.
I'm running around Fimfiction being a dumbass.
It's 1 AM.
Someone knock me out, please.
For those of ya'll that know me, I tend to be a somewhat introverted person when it comes to personal matters and my family. And well, I hadn't come out to them that, well, My door swings both ways. And.... Well, emphasis on hadn't
That's changed today
Hi, all!
For anypony that missed it, I was at Nightmare Nights this past weekend, and ooooooh goodness, was it ever a fun time. There's a lot to talk about, so head below the break to check it out!
Let's start off with the progress report:
Unleash the Magic:
Chapter 3 ~ Currently proofread and editing.
Chapter 4 ~ 5% draft completed.
The Model's Secretary:
Current BC ~ 45% completed.
Chapter 41 ~ 5% completed.
Dear Miss Cheerilee:
None.
So for the past few months a friend and I have been planning a rather lengthy story series. It is a mix of completely original characters and ideas mixed with some community favorites. It follows the story of a mare, Spotlight (yes she is the one I have plastered all over my profile) and her contribution to Equestira's history.
I have made headway on a few chapters of BwBb, struggled but prevailed with getting the Horizon Splitter idea out, and had some difficulty with YHaY: Twisted Product. The problem for TP stems from the "to kill or not to kill" problem of the Twisted Product. I've
Ahh my childhood... Minus the traumatizing loss of my parents XD
So...
I don't want to go into detail about my personal life. I write smut; I like to keep that and my IRL identity separate.
But when real, non-smut life affects things such as; how much time I have to write, my access to things like the Internet and electronics, and whether or not I actually have the emotional energy to do anything but sit around, gaze at the beige-painted walls of my house, and sigh deeply, wondering just when exactly my life went so wrong...
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It’s heeeere…
That’s right—after much work, time, and polish, The Life and Times of a Winning Pony is almost ready to go to print! We have a few details left to hash out, but we’re at the final stretch.
Haaaaalelujah! Haaaalelujah!
Ceeeelebration! Ceeeelebration! Heebreeeeeew words here!
What does this mean?
One more month.
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