• Published 3rd Aug 2012
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Dragon With A Typewriter: A Collection Of Short Stories And Sketches - Frostwyrm



A collection of short stories and sketches about ponies.

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[Dark] [Experimental] Swarm

-Swarm-

For the Queen. For the Hive.

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See blackness. Darkness. Shadows.
Hide from danger.
Keep safe. Keep secrets.
Good morning, my children.
Queen calls the Hive. Speaks to the Hive.
Go, seek food! Food for the Hive!
Commands the Hive.
Hive is everything.
Queen is everything.

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Scanning ground. Seeking food.
Food for the Queen.
Food for the Hive.

Flash of pink.
Food! PREY!
Thoughts shared between.
Swarm descends.
Swarm attacks.

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Fresh prey. Fresh blood.
Feeding begins.
Frenzy!
More blood.

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Prey taken to Hive.
What remains.
Food for Queen.
Food for Hive.
Well done my children.
Queen is pleased!
Queen is everything.
Rest now, my children.
Queen commands it.

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Wake, my children.
Darkness fades.
Green and grey. The Hive.
We must leave, my children.
Never question. Only go.
Queen commands it.

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Leave the Hive.
Leave…home?
Come away, my children.
New food. New prey.
Feed on them.
Deceive.
Home is gone. New home awaits.
New food! New prey!

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Darkness. Fear.
Not Hive. Not Safe.
Be still, my children. I will watch over, and protect.
Queen comforts.
Queen is good.
Queen is everything.

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Sunlight. Harsh. Burning.
Hide in shadows. Safe.

Scouts. Thoughts shared.
New prey? See!
Query?
Ponies, my children. Like the swarm, but weaker.
Not connected. No Queen.
Ponies? No Queen?
Weak. Not connected.
Prey.

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Ponies brought to new Hive.
Blue. Soft. Dead.
Prey.
Cocoon to keep safe.
Become part of Swarm.
Become connected.

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My children, take their place.
Become deceit.
Feed on them
Think.

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There is a pulse, unlike what we have felt before.
There is something new.
Something about us is different.
We can think.

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We infiltrate, deceive, and feed on them.
The ponies do not know.
We take one, then become them.
Pony goes to Hive, becomes part of Swarm.
Pony becomes connected with us.
Pony isn’t Pony anymore. Pony is Swarm now.

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Our Queen commands us, instructs us.
My children, enter this city, this Pony-Hive.
We will be with you.
We enter the Pony-Hive.
Love and joy are uncontained.
What a waste.
We feed on it, keep it for the Queen, for the Hive.
Queen is feeding on strong love, we can feel it.
Queen is not sharing it with the Hive. We are… concerned?
Queen is growing powerful.
A powerful Queen is a good Queen.

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Strange purple barrier around Pony-Hive now.
We cannot enter. We cannot leave.
The Swarm is trapped, inside and outside.
Be ready, my children. Soon, we will be together.
We are connected with you.
Everything is nearly ready.
Patience, my children.
We are still. We will wait.
Queen commands it.

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Eight suns have passed.
The Swarm is restless.
We cannot hear the Queen.
The Swarm is concerned.

We will build an army. Save our Queen.
Queen is good.
Queen is everything.
Without Queen, there is no Hive, there is no Swarm.

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Ponies are still Prey.
We take more ponies.
Red.
Swarm must feed Hive without the Queen.
Frenzy.
Many Ponies. All dead now.
Fresh Prey. Fresh blood.
Hive must have fresh food.

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Come, my children.
The hour has come when we will strike.
This Pony-Hive will fall, and we will be there to feed on it.
Swarm. Thoughts shared.
Attack? Now?
Yes, my children. Now.
We attack the great barrier, and it falls.
For the Swarm!
For the Queen!

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Catch Prey. Catch Ponies. All the same.
Hive must have fresh food.
Shapechange. Infiltrate. Deceive.
Trick Prey. Catch Prey.
Blood.
Frenzy.
Dead.
More Ponies brought to new Hive.
Cocoon to keep safe.
Ponies become Swarm.

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Battle over.
Swarm is victorious.
Queen controls Pony-Hive now.
Ponies are Prey.
Queen commands it.

Fly. Seek.
Catch Prey. Catch Ponies.
Hive needs fresh food.
Frenzy.
Queen commands it.

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-End-

Author's Note:

A slightly different look at how changelings think in relation to the world around them. Save for the Queen, they are drones – nothing more. They act on what the Queen commands, and for the good of the Swarm and the Hive, and that is all they know.

Tagging it as [Dark] and [Experimental], because that is what it is closest to.

Addendum: I’ve been reading too many changeling stories lately, hence, this.