The Mountain Pact
They had to change the meeting place. The draconic representatives were too large to fit in the clearing made in the Royal Gardens.
Instead, Applejack’s farm was chosen, or at least a clearing next to a pond on its outskirts. Dozens of Royal Guard members encircled the chosen site, along with every member of the Day Guard, and a few Night Guard probably hidden in the trees. Ten gryphon warriors, two of them battlemasters, joined the group. A few zebra and Saddle Arabian house mages were even present to protect their representatives, and Twilight’s own guards were somewhere in the trees. Spike, however, was next to Twilight herself.
Bad blood between the various factions wasn't the reason for the security. None of the representatives were dumb enough to cause trouble. Ponies from outside the perimeter, however, could be that crazy, so such precautions were needed. If something did happen, it was the guards’ job to make it so the dragons didn't need to lift a claw.
As the sun was setting, the last of the representatives were arriving and finding seats around a large bonfire. The snow had been cleared and wards set up to make everyone comfortable despite the winter weather. To Twilight's immediate left was the Zebrican representative, who was a mare of a certain age, and to the right of the rep was a veteran wyvern rider.
Beyond her was a buffalo male, the newest official signatory to the Mountain Pact. Though they could be represented by Equestria, Celestia’s efforts to preserve buffalo culture and semi-independence included allowing them separate diplomatic representatives in most world affairs. Twilight kept her lips sealed as she thought about how the stone face of the buffalo couldn't hide his nervousness. It was possible he'd never seen an adult dragon before, much less an elder, and that he certainly never attended one of these meetings. The last time such an emergency call was made for such a meeting was before either Twilight or the buffalo representative was born.
The next was the most awkward for everyone involved: a dark blue mare with a white mane, draped in a black hood and cloak that hid most of her form. A unicorn's horn poked out of the hood, and when she moved, silver embossings in the fabric shimmered. She was the representative of the Lunar Republic, or at this point, the Lunarian Church.
None of the other nations recognized the Republic’s authority or existence. They had no claim on any territory. For the last few centuries, save for a brief window of time before and after Luna's return, they had been extremely secretive and quiet. Yet, there she was, for a simple reason: The Lunar Republic had signed the Pact, and while dragons had long memories and lifespans, they didn't pay much attention to the news.
Were this any other time, Obsidian Armour would have dragged the mare off to the dungeon for interrogation, but the safe-travel terms of the Pact were crystal clear. If they did such a thing…well, the dragons probably wouldn’t do anything, but it's never a good idea to risk giving the absolute pinnacle of the food chain any reason to hold a grudge.
Across from Twilight and the Sisters were two enormous dragons...or there would be in moments, anyway. The opening in the circle for them meant that it was really more of an egg shape, but it was either that or be a seat for something that weighed as much as most airships. The last dragon to serve as a representative was older than Celestia, though he had slept through more than half his lifespan. It remained to be seen if that one would be here this time, but dragons rarely died, so it was reasonable to make that guess.
Continuing clockwise from the gap was a husband-and-wife pair of Saddle Arabian horses. Both were an off-white color and wore silk outfits and jewelry. They had set up a kind of half-tent with a hill’s worth of silken cushions underneath them, and seemed more interested in each other than the goings-on around them.
The displays of wealth were expected. Saddle Arabia was rich because of their access to special silkworms that only thrived in their territory, as well as with ample supplies of gold and gems. The worms could weave silk that was supreme in terms not only of its general quality, but because of its receptivity to storing magic. None of the other nations, save Zebrica, wanted to make them especially angry, lest their own wealthy classes become upset.
Then came the “terrible two”, or perhaps “one point five.” With a civil war active in Gryphonia, two representatives were present: an older male representing the Western faction led by Ragnar, and an older female representing Morvana. They looked civil enough, but the animosity between the two should've melted the snow around them.
Wingbeats thumped overhead.
The whole group turned to watch the sky as two enormous, shadowy figures flew in the night sky. Seconds passed as the figures grew larger. The thump from the landing bumped Twilight into the air for a second.
“Whoa.”
Twilight put a hoof on Spike to remind him to be silent.
The older dragon's scales were a mixture of green, brown, and rock. Not merely rock colouration, but actual boulders serving as scales. A final flap of his massive wings blew dust and snow into Twilight's face. His exhale pulled a feather out of Celestia’s wing. The largest non-dragon there, the Buffalo representative, was maybe a third the size of the dragon's foot, if one was feeling generous.
His snout was, proportionally, quite long, and could probably eat several train cars in one gulp. He didn't have any webbing in the spines on his back, though whether that was from them being worn from age or never existing in the first place was anypony’s guess.
The other dragon was smaller than the blue one that attacked in the morning. They were dark blue, and of indeterminate gender. Certain scales on them glowed a haunting white color. The gills and webbing on them confirmed that it was an ocean type — not just elementally water-aligned, but adapted to live and thrive in the ocean. This one was at home anywhere from the beach to the bottom of the deepest underwater canyons, where some of the most dangerous feral monsters of Equestria lurked. It probably helped that they were one of those monsters.
The lead dragon didn't so much “speak” as “rumble the air in a manner that formed words”. “Which of you has invoked the Pact?”
Twilight lifted a hoof to raise it, but Celestia spoke first.
“We did, old one. I'm afraid this is a matter that required it.”
“Then speak.”
Twilight swallowed in the silence that followed, only to be nudged by Celestia.
“Oh, right.” She lit her horn and conjured up a projection spell for the photos Spike had. It essentially made anything on the focal point show up in the middle of the circle as a giant image of itself. The first photo was of flames crashing into the shields of the fort. “Early this morning, a dragon of unknown name attacked Fort Ponyville with clear lethal intent. These pictures were taken by an Equestrian Army journalist stationed at the fort.
“Further investigation revealed he attacked several small towns on the way, killing five and wounding thirty-nine.”
The smaller dragon stepped forward. “If this was merely over weregild, you could have settled this via courier.”
Celestia held out a wing to separate Twilight and the dragons while she spoke. “There's more. Twilight, please continue.”
Twilight swallowed down some cold air. “Yes, Princess.”
She put some more photos of the battle in the projector, these of her fight, the killing blows, and the aftermath. “I asked him why he attacked. Once defeated, he told me that someone stole his egg…‘again’.”
The other representatives gasped. Had the big dragon done so, he might have inhaled everypony else, yet he remained, for lack of a better phrase, stone-faced.
Twilight dispelled the images. “The only lead I could get from him before his fatal conflagration was ‘tufted tail.’”
“Hmph.” The Ragnar representative grumbled. “Could be any of us, then. Dragons aren't the most observant beings of other races.”
The zebra rep chuffed. “And gryphons are?”
“I can count the pores on your nose from here. So yes, we are.”
The buffalo cleared his throat. “Um, I'm pretty confident it wasn't us. We're a fairly tight knit collection of groups. Something like a dragon's egg would be hard to hide.”
The gryphon hen chirped. “There's several hundred thousand of you. More than enough to hide nefarious deeds. The same goes for the rest of us, being far more populous.”
“Well, it's not us.” The Arabians leaned into one another. “We've always had good relations with our dragon neighbours. Plus, I can't even think of a reason any horse could have to steal such a thing. It would be suicide.”
Twilight chewed on her lip. She had narrowed down the possibilities, but one didn't just start pointing hooves at other nations without proof.
“It wasn't the horses, true.” The mare had a voice like a bell, and it rang the others into silence. The words from the Lunarian might as well have been sung, rather than spoken.
“And…” Twilight forced out the obvious question. “How do you know?”
“Isn't it obvious?” The mare giggled. “Aside from not having said kind of tails, it's their magic!
“Sand manipulation and water tricks don't really mix with what one might do with a dragon's egg. The key is that dragon eggs can absorb, redirect, and convert mana in vast quantities. The horses just don't have a use for it.”
Twilight blinked. “Uh, I suppose that's true.”
The mare tittered. “Oh, come now. You needn't lie like that. You knew all of this already.”
Twilight really hoped they couldn't see her flush face. Well, yeah, but I wasn't about to just out and say it. Who is this girl?
“So let's narrow it down further, shall we? 🎵”
Twilight's mouth dropped open. I could hear the little music note she put at the end of that. How?!
“Buffalo are out; their magic is too similar to that of earth ponies. Same with donkeys, they have the tail but not the magic type. Ultimately, there are only two groups who have both of what we're looking for: gryphons and zebras.”
The Zebrica representative cleared her throat. “Not all of us have that type of tail.”
The eye roll of the cultist could be felt through the fabric over her eyes. “I would think seventy percent of a half billion zebra are enough to include you. But, I don't think it's a zebra, unless they are living on this side of the ocean, and there are precious few of you here.”
Twilight's leg wanted her to jump in front of the mare, but she settled for interrupting. “Transporting a dragon's egg to Zebrica without detection would be possible, but the effort would be ridiculous given that dragons exist there as well.
“I am still worried about this being done either by or in service of unicorns, or maybe by those in disguises. The dragon who attacked didn't seem very attentive to us ‘tiny things.’”
The elder dragon clawed at the earth, digging trenches with his claws and probably setting off the seismic recorders in Ponyville. “One of our young has been stolen. This is worthy of attention. How do you all plead?”
Celestia raised her wings. “This is not a matter settled enough for judgement at this time, old one. You know this. What we need is an investigation. To issue a punishment before the egg is recovered would be foolish. Or are you so sleepy that you would give up on saving your young, killing one of us, and calling it a millennium?”
A giant rock must have slammed into Twilight's stomach. That was the only logical conclusion to what Twilight just felt. One of us would have to die to satisfy the Mountain Pact? And Celestia just insulted him?
The dragon lowered his head and breathed on Celestia, hot steam streaming from his nostrils. Twilight had to jump back to escape the heat; had Celestia not been who she was, her skin would have just been seared off.
The dragon gingerly picked up a nearby boulder and crushed it between his fingers. “You dare mock me?”
“Pot, meet kettle, Volcanus.” A swath of light wreathed around Celestia, beckoning a dawn not due for hours. “I am she who created a desert of glass. Who so wounded the God of Chaos that he doubled back. If you are so confident in your strength as a dragon, come and test it at your leisure.”
Twilight gulped. Oh, ponyfeathers. What is she doing?
The dragon licked one of his yellow, filthy fangs. “A bluff. If you fought, your ponies in this valley would die.”
A white glow swirled around Luna, who stood up and pulled out Selene. “She would not have to. Yet you are a fool if you think it that simple. You know Our sister. Ask yourself, why did she choose this place for a capital? What was it the Grand Mage just showed you earlier?”
Twilight blinked. Those two questions don't seem connected. I'm missing something.
Celestia took in a breath, and spewed a small stream of golden flame at the dragon. More importantly, the dragon flinched.
“I chose this spot because it is in a valley surrounded by mountains. If it burned, most of my ponies would be safe in other Duchies. And Volcanus? Whatever they think of me now, if I fell here, they would want revenge. A revenge they don't need me to deliver.”
Two gears came together in Twilight's mind and nearly tore their teeth off. She chose this place four thousand years ago to protect most of the ponies elsewhere from her in case something happened. And when we started making our own artillery, she made sure we had rounds that could punch through a dragon's defences.
I came into this thinking the dragons were an existential threat to Equestria if riled. A pseudo-nation on par with our own. But Celestia basically just told him to shove his bluster up his plot and cooperate! He doesn't have anywhere near the leverage he thought he had!
Volcanus scooped up a sizable chunk of Applejack’s farmland in his hand and crunched it like a stress doll. “We cannot trust that you would conduct any ‘investigation’ into yourself fairly. One cannot judge oneself objectively.”
A tittering bell laughed at him, and the Lunarian offered her smile. “We are not all aligned with each other, old one. Just have one faction investigate the other.”
The Zebrica representative, who was just about all white now, raised a hoof. “We… we would welcome that arrangement.”
The gryphon female grumbled. “You're asking us to open our doors at a sensitive time.”
“Oh go pull that stick out of your tail, Greta.” The male gryphon did some kind of gesture Twilight was pretty sure was meant to be rude. “We welcome the idea as well. Zebrica can send a team any time.”
“Not acceptable.” The smaller of the dragons pulled out an emerald the size of a watermelon and chewed on it. “With gryphons and Zebras being the most likely culprits, we would demand that the horses investigate the zebras, and the ponies investigate the gryphons. The horses and Zebras can investigate the ponies together.”
Celestia folded her wings, and her glow faded. “That is acceptable. Twilight will launch her rescue efforts immediately.”
Oops, that rock was back, and this time aiming for Twilight's kidneys. “If those are your orders, I can start right away, but wouldn't a… less politically charged pony be a better choice?” Hint hint take the hint I'm not supposed to go there and make the civil war worse.
Celestia gave her a smile. “I have every confidence in you, Twilight. And in our gryphon partners to give you full access and not do anything that may force you to take sides in their conflict.”
Well, that's a diplomatic shot across the bow. Twilight watched the cat-birds bristle their feathers. Or maybe right into the hull; I'm not certain.
The Zebrica representative pulled out a cloth and wiped her brow. “I will convey this arrangement to our government. And probably get an earful, but this should work.”
Twilight gave her heart a mental thump to get it back in rhythm. “I'll notify my team. We'll be airborne within the hour.”
“I don't have much time, Your Highness. What was it you needed to speak to me about?” Twilight stopped herself from sitting and kept count of the ticks from the grandfather clock. Prince Blueblood’s office was immaculate as always, with nary a speck of dust to be found amidst the frankly gaudy decorations popular with much of the nobility.
The prince himself was dressed as spotlessly as the room, but a darker pale was under his eyes. “I just finished talking with Intelligentsia. Neither of us are happy about you going to Gryphonia.”
“I'm afraid you're overruled on that.” Twilight pulled out a scroll. “I have official orders and everything.”
“I’m aware. What you should be aware of is that both of us are very concerned about some… anomalies that are rumored to exist on the outskirts of the country.”
That caught Twilight’s attention even more than the marble mini-statue of Prince Blueblood in the corner. “Why wasn’t this in my daily briefings?”
“Because they are rumors, and often aren’t congruent with each other. RGIS even had an undercover agent investigate two of them, and couldn’t find anything. But I remain unconvinced. There’s been a definite uptick in their numbers over the past three months, more than what should be explainable by clashes in the war.
“I tried to have a real survey team sent out, but was turned down by both Kings. I don’t necessarily blame them for this; I have no evidence they’re behind anything relevant, and there is a war going on which could make things dangerous. Yet I can’t help but feel echoes from seven hundred years ago, when another Grand Mage visited Gryphonia.”
“Oh.” Twilight finally sat down. “He was killed there when another ‘anomaly’ threatened to destroy the whole civilization. You found links between what’s happening now and then?”
“Nothing direct.” Blueblood pressed his forehooves together before his muzzle. “The ‘anomaly’ then was a shadowy ooze in the form of a mist. What’s been reported now are light shows, thaumaturgic contamination and miasma spikes, areas with inexplicable neutron and beta radiation, and even temporal incongruities.”
Ears back, Twilight chewed on the comparison. “Yeah, nothing springs to mind that could link the two eras, but at the same time, we don’t have a whole lot to go on for the events Stellar Horizon investigated. He didn’t live to give a report. Have you talked about this with the Princess?”
Blueblood turned a shade darker. “Briefly. She’s been very busy, as you can imagine, but I don’t think that’s the real reason she’s shrugged me off on this. I think she doesn’t want to face the idea that there could be a link. She can’t bear it, which I don’t really blame her for. Stellar and she were quite close, much like you two are. Hence I needed to give you this warning myself.
“Now, we could be wrong. This could be much ado about nothing…but it could also be much ado about something just as serious but also completely different. Either way, above all else, history must not repeat itself.”
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Don't sweat the delay. Life has a way of getting in the way, especially in this time. We'll happily take what you can give when you can give it.
The only thing that matters is that you do not leave for good. Life and time like to fight a lot. Pandemic making everything worse.
Woo! Update!
So, Twilight returns to Gryphonia. That is going to be very interesting.
Seeing an international meeting of all races/governments has my attention, especially the Lunarian Church. No relation to the Nightmare Cult, I'm sure. The first mention of them. I hope they play more into the future. The awkwardness has been doubled!
And bad Cely! No ignoring anomalies that Twilight is probably going to have to deal with!
This is in my opinion the best series on the site, every update day is like a holiday to me! If we’ve got three more books after this one, know you’ll have at least one person here till the end.
Well, don't they sound like an interesting group
Showing that she will not be pushed around
And who's gonna investigate the Lunarian Church, or were they lumpt together with "ponies"?
Or maybe into the main mast, you know a 'take the winds out of their sails' kinda of thing
Well given Twilight's track record thus far... it's probably gonna be something, it's probably gonna be serious and it's probably gonna lead to explosions
Make sure you take the time you need to de-stress
Just don't use this as a reason to be careless alright
Yikes, this much already written and we're still only on book 2
*squeeee* new chapter *dances*
Really hoping Twilight doesn't get dragged into that civil war and forced to take a side, but with her luck she won't last a day before that happens.
And hey, I work at a grocery store too. I get it. Retail sucks. Take all the time you need.
Thanks for the update
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Probably lumped together, similar to how such a broad investigation would include the Knights of Malta¹ as part of the various countries they reside in.
1: Probably the closest RL analogue, being a sovereign nation that hasn't had any territory since the late 18th century,
UPDATE!! YESSS!!!!
come an' 'ave a go if ya think yer 'ard enuff!
I like that Celestia and Luna are not depicted as the absolute useless wastes of air they are in basically most any other story . .
So... why is Celestia risking Twilight life this way?
Best of luck with the move!
Wow, almost forgot I had this story in my tracking list. Good to know you're still writing it! Don't worry about the delays, just focus on your life, health, safety, and comfort first.
Also, badass Celestia is badass. Don't ever stop being badass, Celestia.
Ah, good luck with the move, and in general!
I'm glad to see an update at all, given the circumstances. You do you, CV.
I do hope we get a history lesson in here about the Mountain Pact, probably from Twilight to her guards as they're en route to Gryphonia. To be able to force two separate pairs of groups that were recently or currently engaged in war to come to a meeting peacefully and on almost zero notice, and in a country that was at war with one of them no less, it must have some incredible weight behind it. Equestrians and Saddle Arabians against the Zebras, and the two factions of the gryphons embroiled in a civil war indirectly caused by Twilight, all sitting around a bonfire together on an apple farm. That would be a great illustration, even without Pinkie insisting on everyone roasting marshmallows.
I have a bad habit of reading this story in fits and starts. Still, outstanding stuff throughout. Eagerly looking forward to seeing how this next mission goes horribly awry.
wow this is a grate chapter and things are heating way up.
hum wonder how long you would have to cook a old dragon before you cod chew it.
CV as always this story is worth the wait for the update thank you for creating a excellent world for my mind to play in!😆
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Oh please everypony knows that you have to stew ancient dragons otherwise the meats to gristley and that can take weeks to get done properly!
It was a bit of a headache trying to reorient my brain from reading a Cosmic Horror story, to reading this latest chapter, but I did it without too much confusion!
Aaand we're off to the races with conspiracies already. It's almost like this entire story is one big conspiracy being slowly unwrapped
I feel like I remember Twilight being part of... stuff in earlier chapters, that involved the Gryphons, and things going to shit. Been too long, and can't remember sadly <.< That being said, I hope she can manage it! Celestia certainly seems certain of it. One can hope the ancient, seemingly immortal, pony princess of the sun that made a dragon flinch with a flame she casually breathed out, is right about things this time around.
Aw yeah, things are getting interesting again. I'm down for a new country and new problems, and mysterious contamination. The dragons being involved is cool, but I get the feeling Twi won't be dealing with them directly much.
Glad to hear you're still doing OK and that you got your vaccine! Whew tho; 3/5ths is a long way to go. I'm here for the ride as long as it takes.
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Just as a refresher:
Twilight went to Gryphonheim in order to investigate the Illusionists (now known to be called the Knights Templar) while on a diplomatic visit with Prince Ragnar. During her time there, she found and destroyed a massive illusion crystal in a tower that had been interfering with the gladiatorial matches for 600 years, and since they resolve most political and business disagreements via matches (either participating in them, or betting on them), that's 600 years of decisions they couldn't be sure were legitimate. This eventually led to a civil war between the 3 aeries (with King Morvana's aerie on one side, and the other two aeries on the other), which is still going on right now.
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Than you!
Finally got to the last chapter released for this thing.
Loved every second of it! Even tough i have my personal grypes that do not affect how much a good story this is, which is the fact i feel the recurrent secondary characters dont have enough shinning moments to be a badflank, i am not saying they are useless and dont have cool moments.
On the top of my head i remeber Trixie making her stand against the templars in Griffonia as one of those moments i feel are lacking in other characters. I think we are long overdue for scene where is show how much Spikes has grow as warriors that he is training to be, or a scene where Rainbow shows that she is deserving of the rank of Captain, same rank as Shinning, that in this fic lore, is equivalent to a gerenal, that are show to be larger than life fighters in the field of battle. i tough i would get that when she faced Gilda, but Twiligth came and saved the day, wich is fine she is the MC, but man i felt my favorite mare was done dirty that moment ;-;
But besides that i loved it and i am very eager to see what you write next.
Also good luck with your moving dude! Peace!
Wow love seeing Celestia shut down Volcanus so hard, and Twilight realizing she has the legit power to do so. But it makes sense, dragons where one of the biggest threats Celestia faced, of course she'd set up Equestria to be able to "deal" with unruly ones with both civic planning and military tech.
Ahh, had to do a full reread of the story to catch up with the latest chapter. Definitely time well spent (again).
So Twilight goes back to the gryphons, this time during an even more tense period. I wonder if she's going to find out about Charlemane's little intervention during the Saddle Arrabia/Zebranica/Equestria war. Or what happened to Gilda during the years, for that matter. That little exchange between her and Rainbow suggested someone has been messing with Dash's attempts to write to Gilda.
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Also dragons use fire and Celestia is 100% fireproof since she is basically the goddess of the sun.
By the way, anything I should add to the TV Tropes page?
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One of my favorite Fics Small Scale featured Dragons disliking Celestia because according to them Bahamut raises the sun and Celestia is taking his credit. The dragons who think this are quickly shut down when Bahamut shows up and clarifies he used to do it but Celestia is much better at it so she does it now... And he also hits on her heavily.
The last mission of book 2 that means that if my theory is true "Takes of a imaginary hat and hold it out like I'm expecting something to go in it" Al right I'm taking bets if my theory is true a summit will happen around the end of each book so which one do you guys think she will get first my bet is on wings.
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I think you're right; I'm suspecting wings too. Horn growth and size are gradual, and she seems a decent way along on the first and barely anywhere on the second. Ethereal mane is a possibility, and she's been developing her latent magical power lately (the displays of astral black fire) but I almost want to rule it out as the first one she'll hit simply because Stellar Horizon also developed it first. (OTOH, Luna's the only other alicorn that we know anything about their order of summits, and she was wings first, so that's not strong logic.)
But Twilight's going to Griffonia again, where there's plenty of opportunities for aerial combat - and Twilight's gotten extremely comfortable in the air despite her lack of wings, using pegasus magic extremely intuitively by this point and filling in the gaps with her projectile teleport. She's been doing a lot of 'launch myself into the air and cast the spell on the way down' in recent missions, and it was actually the first combat trick she pulled out in this fic. So to me, wings just seem like the most natural fit for her alicorn development.
But we'll see what ends up happening!
History must not repeat itself, eh? Now THERE is a serious bit of foreshadowing...
Can't wait for the next chapter. These cliffhangers make me want to read more.
Just a heads up, your discord invite link has expired.
I just caught up, and wow, this story did not disappoint ;)
I can only imagine things are going to get even more interesting soon...
All the best ;D
Hope this story is still being written, I notice your release times between chapters are fairly lengthy, but I am A-OK with that as long as it's still coming. The releases for this story are the first thing I check for every time I am on FIMFiction. Keep up the good work!
Blueblood, you know that's bullshit. The last time Gryphonia had weird magic stuff happening in it is when the Knights' Templar attacked the Evening Guard and Twilight shattered their Projection Crystal, a formation that dwarves anything that isn't a skyscraper. While black mist and random lights in the sky are aesthetically opposites of each other, who's to say that whatever Stellar Horizon did hasn't worn off? It has been 700 years and he wasn't a full Alicorn. I have a really bad feeling that Stellar could only set up a stop-gap measure against whatever happened back then and just had to hope someone would realize it before it was too late, I wonder if the Knights' Templar were hiding the evidence to that. Grphyonhelm Tower was constructed 100 years after Stellar died; plenty of time for the Templar to prepare their Crystal. Though I have to wonder, assuming that they were concealing Stellar's efforts, if it was on purpose or not? Wouldn't that be a kick in the teeth; your illusions being so good that you miss stuff happening in the real world.
Update?
Welp, as someone new to the MLP corner of the fanfiction rabbit hole I can firmly say that this fic has probably ruined me for most other fantasy epic style fics in MLP. From what I've picked up from other fics and a few wiki dives it seems to me like this is one of the best put together fics with the canon base it started with and some of the genuinely good fanon all mixed together with a whole hell of a lot of fantastic world building. Having read all this in one go it's going to be hard for me not to judge other fics against it. Definitely excited for the next chapter. And while I'm definitely patient enough to see this fic unfold in time I can honestly say I hope life calms down for you and things smooth out.
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Try Twilights Nightmare ... If you like this Story, that Story should be good for you as well
Fully caught up and cant wait for more!
Just caught up with the story and have to say, it's still one of the best on this site. I'm glad I picked it back up.
Is this dead it hasn't updated once in a year.
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You, have a fantastic sense of timing.
5 books planned and this is only book 2?! Yowza! I hope to see more soon then, if you’re in a spot where you’re able to continue this marvelous story!
What exactly do you do in your store?