And would you look at that, the story from last week continues this week.
Would have preferred to put them in separate stories for individual descriptions, but this should work fine.

It still means we have a tonne of filthy stuff to follow up from last week, the flood will flow from the cauldron~.
And that you can read in the story, conveniently tagged in this post.
I may be changing my prices

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Will I spiral into nothingness, were I to find the depths of the mind? Beyond the drain of thought and sanity, a veil immeasurable and insignificant. There are those who claim to have seen before it, some for a cause, some without. But how much does one have to believe, to claim the unknowable for no purpose other than an unachievable self satisfaction?

Happy Filthy Friday~.

We conclude the small party surprise today, the usual warnings apply, but always feel free to read if you dare~.

And so the morrow passes, and so the dawn is gone, before I got to say hello it left me all alone.
I speak with it to twilight, I speak with it to dusk, I always get so sleepy, passed out in evening's musk.
And so I try to speak again, with morning as it dawn,
but when it shows and when I am there, all I can do is yawn.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Farewells are difficult. Often it is unexpected, the deed is done, the stone laid, text printed. You cannot help it at that point, the finality has overtaken. But in the unexpected, a farewell never comes, it is left liminal: it is never to occur, and it has already been done.
Is it harder to say farewell in the moment. When it is known. When it is expected, than to never be allowed to ever say it.

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I have need of advice, dear readers.

I have three stories in my head, and I wnat your opinion on them, as in which one do you want to see most?

A Story about interlaced with Japanese myth, about the Mane 6 heading to the island of Deshima (Basically Pony-populated Shogunate Japan) to settle a land dispute, which quickly escalates into a war of the spirits, ninjas trained by a god of storms, and maybe even romance....

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This month it is going to be a bit empty, most of my focus is on the Event going on at Eka's Portal and Furaffinity.
Do give that a look if you are interested in getting a pony story mixed up in the business.

Otherwise, I want to wish all the lovely ponies who read this blog a lovely Filthy Friday~.

I have a new story that will (hopefully) become an entire series! I have some questions to ask of my friends/fans/enemies/whoever.
If you can make a picture of Rummy (He looks pretty much like my profile pic and the "Save Rummy" story pic) I would REALLY appreciate it. Also, "Save Rummy" is the first story from the new series!!!! (hopefully)

As I hinted in my previous blog post, I had a story kicking around in my head for Twilight Prime from For Want of a Horseshoe and the local version of Shining Armor giving each other grief. I hint at this encounter in FWoaH, and here it is.

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Quarantine is still boring as shit. Ask me stuff in the comments, as many questions as you like. I'll give whatever answers I can. If you're paying attention to your feed, then you'll probably notice I released a new story too. It's a Rarity/Twilight story I've been working on for a bit. If you're feeling down, it's a nice bit of fluff before I go back to more dramatic stories and other updates. There's a sort-of blog in the author's notes on it too. I'll be posting a blog with my summer

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On a little bit of a roll here with all these fluffy, random stories. Something really brief here but regardless I hope you enjoy!

Changeling Snuggle Season!

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Happy hearth's warming everyone, hope you all had a great time!

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I'm super stoked to finally publish something after so long. Give it a read and let me know what you guys think!

I await you in the evening, I see you in when it's dark.
You know of me, master me, yet you remain my slave.
I am by your side longer than any, yet my visage remains veiled.
And in the twilight of consciousness you ponder, the brief moment I am known.
Each of those moments, I scrub from your mind.
And await you again, in the dread of night.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Should I listen to the voices today? Would I heed the call set out for me? Shall I strive ever onwards on what missions have been put a-front? What is, the purpose, really? For someone of my niche, to strive feels purposeless, for what is achieved can again soon be forgotten, locked away within a glass closet, whose doors lay cloaked in dust.
But should I not to strive, then what would call shall I heed?

Happy Filthy Friday~.

Today we'll show the continuation, and conclusion, to last week's story. The final rounds are coming up, and who will remain standing, remains to see.

Struggling, bending the corners of my influence, testing the limits to be met by nothing but sheer force. The limits are there not as a restriction to what lies beyond, the limits are the beyond, they are everything else there is. So, perhaps by struggling, I can reach further than I ever thought was possible.

Happy filthy Friday~.

There is a certain tranquillity that comes with nature, this grand,, magnanimous state of existancewe share. It is faulty to call it nature. There is a great disservice done in denoting it by but a simple word, with six frail letters. for it cannot be contained in 6, 12, or 18 symbols. Were we to take all literature relating to nature, and compile it to one single tome, would reading it, still even give a spectre of the magnitude of nature? Even if we did. It would escape. It always does. It

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Separated by a thread,
over the abyss.
Latched together one more time,
every day a miss,

Tensions mounting,
All are shouting,
Silenced by a kiss.

Happy Filthy Friday, and a Happy new year~.

My perspective of time ran out.
It didn't tell me when it was going, perhaps it wanted to pick up some ice cream. A time sensitive dish, as they all are, though this one more than most readily available alternatives. Perhaps it needed to cool down? You usually do not rush out in a hurry, without saying where you are going, when you are calm and collected. I ponder if I should go out and find it. But, perhaps I'll just let it be.

Happy Filthy Friday~.

I wrote this story as a bit of an introspective look to myself and my history with the pursuit of being a good person.

I also wrote it for a friend who is having a crisis of faith with feeling like they're letting their audience down by not continuing their work, which for all intents and purposes is free content for said audience.

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Hiya, lovely peeps!

Creating this blog to promote what is coming soon...

February 6^th, 2023 - A Study of Smart & Social

When we were younger, Shiny was envious of my intellect. He never did anything about it or even let it show, but I could tell. He’s my BBBFF.

BBBFF. Big Brother Best Friend Forever? It’s a Light family thing.

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