i'm a little desperate.................................

do anyone of you know how to do a good rhyme?

i'm in dire need of a zebra character to continue the fic.

if you have a zebra OC, can i please borrow it? along with your ryhming abilities?

i can't give the specific details here but, let's just say he/she'll play a pretty large role in Vann's life in Zebrica as a forced deity (or beyond).

soooo....... yeah.........

writer's block....

i might not even make this fic reach the planned 40-ish chapter limit...

might cut it to maybe 20 (or 15) if this keeps up..

means most of the snippets won't make it to the story....

and with my upcoming end of contract this month, it ain't looking good for me and this fic.....

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"Finally!!! Out of the cave!!"

I yelled at the afternoon sun in a astoran pose

As I walk back to where I came from, I saw some pretty big paw prints on the ground: looks fresh.

"Hmmm... Probably that cat I wrecked.." I said to no one as I continue on my merry way. After all: I got the stuff I came for that cave in the first place.

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"Hey Raven... You alright" I asked Celestia's secretary (curled was actually Luna's) as she stood by the door of Lulu's bedroom.

"OH! milord.. Apologies are you visiting princess Luna? I'm afraid she-

"not a morning pony i know"
'if she's not, then why was she awake when I first met her?' I asked myself as I looked between the pony version of snow white and the ebony doors. The former visibly shaking.

"You alright?"

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"*hrmgdrfgrhrh*......"

"Hmmmmm..... Yaaaaawwwnnnnnn" my mouth running on auto pilot as I return to the waking world of tiny magical horses and their land of sunshine and rainbows.

Till I felt a slight tugging on my pajamas, and a sizeable lump on my covers.

With a slow hand, I gently raised the blankets and saw Her with the end of my pants' drawstring in her mouth, midway through undoing the knot, and her eyes meeting mine.

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The gardeners of the canterlot gardens are always proud of their work.

From the hours it took to trim the hedges, cleaning the trotways, making new topiaries, the list goes on...

One of the gardeners is currently making his last job of the day: finishing up the leaf piles.

As he hums to himself, thinking about going home, hugging his foals, kissing his wife, enjoying their dinner....

BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!!!

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Another kick and another hooded pony off the train...

Just when I thought that things will calm down till we reach canterlot but alas... More of these jihadist ponies came and hijacked our train

"Vann!! This way!!!" Starlight yelled a few ways behind me as we bull-rushed through the terrorist infested wagon in an attempt to get to the engine

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