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Well, you turned the page, so I guess that means it's okay? You can turn away from this page at any time if you like, I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything. But... I don't know. I don't usually have someone to talk to. And... I'd really like to just say something:
I know what it's like to be alone. Given that you're just sitting here, reading, I figure you're alone right now too. And, well, that's kind of sad. N-not that you're sad! Not that I think your life is lacking in some way, or... or...
Let me start over.
I'm glad you're here. I know that, when you're alone, it can feel like you'll always be alone, that there's no way out of it. It's like being trapped underground, trying to claw your way up to the sunlight, and just feeling patch of earth after patch of cold earth under your scraping hooves. It feels endless, and helpless, and terrible. And sometimes, that terrible feeling can turn inward, until the inner parts of your thoughts and feelings feels as dark as it all seems outside. You can start to hate yourself. You can start to feel bad about the way your life is going. You start to think something is wrong with you, that you've done something to deserve this.
I just want to let you know that none of that is true.
No matter what you have done, no one deserves to live their lives in solitude. No one deserves eternal silence, to never feel another's touch or words. You do not deserve to be alone.
I do not deserve to be alone.
So, if you're alone out there, especially if you're alone a lot, and feel the way I described... please don't let it overpower you. Don't let it tell you that you're worthless. You're not. If nothing else... you mean a lot to me right now. I know that probably doesn't help a lot, but right now you're reading. And it matters to me, in my strange little life.
I may be just a book, but you're not alone while you're reading.
I'll stay with you.
But enough of that. I got too serious I think, got too personal. I hope I didn't come across as too intrusive, or presumptuous or harsh or... anything like that. I just think everyone deserves to be told that once in a while. You can only say it to yourself in your own head so many times before you stop believing it.
Here, let me try to make you smile. How about a dancing pony? Or even two? Together, so they don't have to be on their own. I can actually make them move, like I told you before. Watch!
Isn't it nice to have them dance for you? Isn't it nice to be able to almost hold them as your own, in their little box? I may have created them, but they dance for you. I hope they make you smile...
If not, maybe I can try a little harder.
Ok that day/night mode change was clever.
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Thank you! High praise.
should i be getting worried about the animated ponies? o-o;;
I am touched...
They did make me smile, Book.
I'm enjoying this more than I've enjoyed any ponyfic in awhile.
That's adorable.
Hrm, I'm not tempted by your offer of friendship, Book... but has anyone ever told you that the way you draw pony tails makes them look like mice?
They look like dancing cats, book. 😄
I'd draw ponies on your pages if you can feel/ see the ink, book.
And I never tag pages. I hate those who do that to books.
........... tell me again why different founds like Comic Sans, Wingding, and Papyrus, ;) aren’t available on this site when clearly
ANIMATION IN CHAPTER IS SHOWN TO BE COMPLETELY POSSIBLE?!
Also, for all y’all Who don’t know who Sans or Papyrus is, (how dare thee!) those are characters in a game called Undertale, which much like this book, likes to completely obliterate the fourth wall,
That was... actually a really moving and sweet speech. I'm starting to get attatched to this book. Maybe I am lonely.
Also, no, you don't deserve to be alone, book (Muse?). I'll stay with you!
Edit: Totally forgot to mention the dancing ponies. They're so cute! I didn't know you could put animations in fimfics until reading this story.
What a strange wording
This character reminds me of Ralsei from Deltarune. Has been alone for a very long period of time, trying extremely hard to be friendly and appealing as a person
thanks, book. i like to be comforted.