There is a myth, the myth is the bone tree. Outside of the Everfree and Ponyvill is a tall, twisted tree, full of bones. Nopony know how the one of a colt got there, but they have theories. And after that they speculators have theories of how the other bones got there. Some EVEN say that the spirit of the bully who first died there uses the tree to impale all living creatures that venture to close. At the foot of the tree are the bones of foxes, moles, rabbits, groundhogs and badgers. And anything else that made a warren (or anything of the like) to close to the tree. In its twisting, snakelike branches are the shattered eggs and bird bones all woven in their own nests as bones. The roots of that cruel tree dug deep, and even found rare gems and even older bones to entice those with intellect or greed. And when the parents had a workforce try to remove the remains of their poor son for a proper burial... All suffered from strange, uncanny accidents . . . All involving wood; wether a scratch from a splinter getting infected or a freak tree falling, all the workmen where injured or refused to work under the "curse". A few years later a forest fire spread through that patch of the woods. The tree was burned the parents tried to FINNALY get their sons remains, but all the bones were gone. And even after the parents passed away it remains a very popular myth. And anyone who investigates claims that they were always tripping over roots, being scratched by twigs, or choked by vines. And all say... They heard something falling, like it was going to land on them, crashing through the canopy, but never truly there... I just randomly got inspired by this story and made this up, it's kinda 5:30 A.M right now... I kinda do this stuff around now, sorry if I punctuated like a retard.
Well, I tried to make it as ambiguous as possible since this story is told from Fluttershy's point of view, and, at that time, Fluttershy had bigger problems than worrying about a bully. Basically, my personal reason was that he wasn't as good a flier as he thought he was, and his wings couldn't give him the lift he needed. Keep in mind, he is the same age as Flutterfilly.
Anyway, thanks for the comment. It's always good to know what parts of the story pike the reader's interest.
Ive never written first person, so this may be hard.
I can see what this is, kind of like a bit of a more morbid mlp and psycho-y fluttershy, but it was somewhat hard to understand what was going on at times. Its just a sacrifice with first person.
I will say Fluttershy is OOC, but that is a given for what you are trying to do.
Well, can't say he didn't deserve it. I wonder why he couldn't control his descent? Maybe Fluttershy damaged one of his wings in her attack.
There is a myth, the myth is the bone tree. Outside of the Everfree and Ponyvill is a tall, twisted tree, full of bones. Nopony know how the one of a colt got there, but they have theories. And after that they speculators have theories of how the other bones got there. Some EVEN say that the spirit of the bully who first died there uses the tree to impale all living creatures that venture to close. At the foot of the tree are the bones of foxes, moles, rabbits, groundhogs and badgers. And anything else that made a warren (or anything of the like) to close to the tree. In its twisting, snakelike branches are the shattered eggs and bird bones all woven in their own nests as bones. The roots of that cruel tree dug deep, and even found rare gems and even older bones to entice those with intellect or greed. And when the parents had a workforce try to remove the remains of their poor son for a proper burial... All suffered from strange, uncanny accidents . . . All involving wood; wether a scratch from a splinter getting infected or a freak tree falling, all the workmen where injured or refused to work under the "curse". A few years later a forest fire spread through that patch of the woods. The tree was burned the parents tried to FINNALY get their sons remains, but all the bones were gone. And even after the parents passed away it remains a very popular myth. And anyone who investigates claims that they were always tripping over roots, being scratched by twigs, or choked by vines. And all say... They heard something falling, like it was going to land on them, crashing through the canopy, but never truly there... I just randomly got inspired by this story and made this up, it's kinda 5:30 A.M right now... I kinda do this stuff around now, sorry if I punctuated like a retard.
3193607 I miiiight be fucked up mentally don't mind me.
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You are mentally twisted. I appreciate that. Also, the fact that you were inspired by this story inspires me. Thank you.
P.S. If this story goes further, I may decide to do a horror spin off. I'll be sure to reference the bone tree in it
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Well, I tried to make it as ambiguous as possible since this story is told from Fluttershy's point of view, and, at that time, Fluttershy had bigger problems than worrying about a bully. Basically, my personal reason was that he wasn't as good a flier as he thought he was, and his wings couldn't give him the lift he needed. Keep in mind, he is the same age as Flutterfilly.
Anyway, thanks for the comment. It's always good to know what parts of the story pike the reader's interest.
Ive never written first person, so this may be hard.
I can see what this is, kind of like a bit of a more morbid mlp and psycho-y fluttershy, but it was somewhat hard to understand what was going on at times. Its just a sacrifice with first person.
I will say Fluttershy is OOC, but that is a given for what you are trying to do.