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How far would you go to get home?

Inspired by Imploding Colon's Epic.

(only the Chapter titles are in French. The story is entirely in English.)

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You're not one of those authors, are you? The kind that doesn't respond to comments?

I respond to comments when I can, why?

If the main OCs in this story were voiced, what would they sound like? Also, how many chapters long will this story be?

I can't describe voices sorry, I'm just not that good I hear the voices but can't describe them I just read in that voice. Honestly I have absolutely no idea.

Is... is this what I think it is?

Looking into the chapter I can tell it's not. I thought at first that it was the story of the Guard we met in Austraeoh, or perhaps Gold Petals, though as we all know, Gold Petals is female, and she makes it all the way to Ponyville. Still, the premise was intriguing enough, without the added information that this was inspired by Austraeoh.

It's not based on or off of the Austraeoh saga. It is only inspired by it. It wouldn't be that long of a trip for her maybe ten months if not less.

Ah, very well then. I shall allow it the chance to stand on its own legs.

Don't worry about writer's block.
Folks think that writing is a mindless task like pushing boxes all day.
It's not. Even folks who push boxes all day take breaks.
If you need a break, take it and relax.

Merci Beaucoup and After a month I think I'm finally back on track.

How far would you go to get home?

Inspired by Imploding Colon's Epic.

(only the Chapter titles are in French. The stories entirely English.)


I'll read it and let you know.

I like how you use names like 'Mother' and 'Father' instead of 'his mother' and 'his mother', I think even in third person view, when being told by the perspective of someone, the words 'Mother' and 'Father' give off a nice ring to it. Plus it makes it less tiring to put 'his mother'. Other than that, your description of the landscape and Escutcheon's emotions are done beautifully.

Hey, pretty good. Liked and followed. What do the chapter titles mean?

All of them

Also is Quete a misspelling of Cute or a foreign word?

It was done because if you spell it right you have to spell it correctly in the search bar.

He quickly gulped him down.

Woah, is this a clop story?!
Also, unnecessary author's note is very unnecessary.

First of all, author's notes are meant to be used to explain things in the chapter that may cause confusion, or to explain a perspective; not to apologize when chapters are late or to tell the reader the chapter is done -when it isn't.

If I found three grammatical errors and you admit you haven't an editor or proof reader, then it isn't done. :trollestia:

On to the next!

'Escutcheon' is one of the most difficult names I've ever had to try to read in a story about ponies. Why is it such a complicated sounding name?


Maybe it's just us colonists, but that's hard to enunciate.

This chapter is chock full of problems and doesn't really move the story anywhere. You could cut over half of it and use it to start the next chapter.

So I'm a few chapters in and I don't know what's happening, who escatauean is, what he's doing, where he's doing it, and where he's going except that he's lost and going home to a home that isn't there.

Well here's to chapter 5.

Really?! I didn't know. I feel so enlightened now. :moustache:

This is done on purpose. All in good time I promise.
I just use them to log my thoughts as you've noticed. Sorry.
Merci hopefully there won't be many more. I don't know I think it gives him direction.

So...a Unicorn colt on the quest to find his family...interesting:ajsmug:.

"Still stuck on just one spell a day I guess." He sighed and tried again. The burn out had lasted two weeks already and he was just starting to get his magic back. but he was beginning to get annoyed at having to use his mouth for everything, so now his stupid horn was going to do what he told it to. He scrunched up his face as his horn started to glow. The twig lifted of the ground and then, nothing. It slipped through his magic like a his aura was made of water. "No, come on stupid horn work!"

Trust me budday, you’re not the first Unicorn to have trouble doing more than one spell:raritywink:.

Just keep moving Escu...just keep moving:pinkiesad2:.

Good to see Escutcheon is getting a little break:pinkiesmile:.

Sorry about that I picked the name because of the meaning. Wasn't really thinking about that until a bit later.

Oui we all need them from time to time.

Escutcheon awoke in shock as the earth beneath him shook. He was instantly awake, adrenalin and panic pumping through his veins. He looked around for the source of the ground shacking, and quickly discovered its source. All around him giant gray plated creatures moved around him grazing on the prairie grass. They were easy to recognize. "Iron Sides, a whole herd of them. Wow!" Escutcheon used his magic to roll up his sleeping mat and fasten his saddle bags to his side. He trotted up to one of the gentle giants. He had seen pictures of them in one of the books that Mother had. It had pictures of every creature but none were as cool as the Iron Side, at least that was always what he had thought about them. They grazed in grasslands all over the world, and were four times the size of Big Macintosh, and he was the biggest pony that Escutcheon knew.

Question: What are Iron Sides? Also, how dues Escutcheon know Big Mac::unsuresweetie:?

Escutcheon's hat flew off, and he felt the first of many thick raindrops fall from sky. Up ahead was a wall of water connecting the ground to the sky. The rain fell down in sheets. The rain stabbed into him like knives. The wind and rain continued to assault him. Another roar of thunder, and the Iron Side bucked and threw him off. He hit the ground, and the world faded to black.

Oh now, he lost his ride:twilightoops:!

"Hey, hey, I think it's still alive." A strange creature blurred into his vision.


"Hey it said something! Come on we need to get it back to the village." He felt himself leave the ground. "The storm's only going to get worse, let's go!"

Just who, and what, are those guys:applejackunsure:?

A large yak like animal.
Shhh, all in good time.

"There ain't no snow in the empire colt. You are either lying, crazy, or a long long way from home," the elderly griffon somberly said. "Now let's go get something to eat while Tempest out there throws a hissy fit."

Come on mane...really:ajbemused:?

"A unicorn eating griffon food this is something I have to see."

That is something I don't want to see:pinkiesick:!

"It means that he's never test the amazing taste that is delicious, juicy, succulent meat." Gilda grabbed a piece of prairie dog and waved it in front of him before throwing it up in the air and catching it in her mouth. "Ow! What'd I do?"

That's because he's not the type of animal that eats meat Gilda:ajbemused:!

"That object would have to be at the center of the storm in order to maintain its location, and since it's lasted for so long is probably made of stone or metal, and if it's a spell in an object all you have to do is get the object and use a simple execution spell to cut of the magical flow and then the harmonic energies will shut down."


"And as a mother I know that if my son was going to help end a never ending tempest for a part of the world he knows nothing about, and no one bothered to help him. I'd be far worse than peeved."

Well, at least she believes in her child...

"Things are about to get a bit bumpy!" Tilda yelled at the top of her lungs, trying to be heard above the howling wind. She could feel the colt's grip slipping. She grabbed his forehooves with her talons hoping that it would be enough. The turbulent winds slammed into Tilda throwing her and her passenger around like a ragdoll. Escutcheon was nearly ripped away from Tilda several times. The two of them fought desperately toward the south.

Kind of reminds me of the Storm from In the Heart of the Sea...

“Yes, yes I do.” Four cumulus clouds rose above Storm Peak. They rose higher into the sky forming a wolf like body above. Lightning ringed around the chest of the cloudy body. Bolts of lightning eternally flashed forming blazing blue eyes. It’s maul opened into a raging lightning storm down it’s gullet. "Do you know what that thing is?"

Oh crap:twilightoops:!

Heart of the Sea??? Is that the movie or a story?

"Please be okay." Escutcheon walked up to her, and put his head to her scorched chest. His ears flopped back. Her heart beat was irregular, and slow. "Tilda I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. This is all my fault if I hadn't tried to end the storm, you'd still be at home with your kids." He started to cry when he realized that Gilda, Gildan, and Griffa were going to loose the mother because of him. "No, no stay focused I can fix this, I just need to focus and stay calm." His ears drooped again. "How am I supposed to fix this. "What would Father do?"

Don't think about what your father would do. Think about what you would do instead.

Your comments are a great help in catching several of my mistakes once I get the last chapter up or after next semester's editing class I'll have to come back and proof this story. Merci Beaucoup.

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