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Shadow Quill


A Thestral mare who enjoys reading amazing stories almost as much as she enjoys writing them. Come on over to Luna's night and see just what you've all been missing in your sun-lit days.

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I like it but it wont let me give it a thumbs up.

Suffer not the gryphons to live

Faving this story

This is how you start a story a masterwork in excellent exposition. I can't wait to see where it goes good job.

A lovely premise. Similar ones I've seen often, though they rarely make it to completion. Let's hope this story is the exception

“I have to escape.” She thought to herself, “Either I die in the wild or get cut down by the guards, but I will not sit by and let them make me into a toy for the Royal Family. I would rather go into Faust’s embrace a free mare, then to carry my unborn child into the afterlife.”

That's right Autumn, fight for your freedom:rainbowdetermined2:!!!

This looks pretty good!
I thought I recognized you, and I saw you also wrote The Night Mare's Guard.

Keep up the good work!

the premise reminds me of trials of a necromantic equestria, though the baddies in that one were carabou not gryphons
same basic idea though and likely just as entertaining, theres something very cathardic about watching totaljackasses get there compuence, its what makes doom and wolfenstine so much fun to play

It's an interesting premise and I'll probably come back to track it later. I'm familiar with your other stories and am curious to see where you take this.

That said, it feels like this chapter moves rather quickly through the introduction to the world and to Autumn before she's shunted onto the cart. It might just be me—and I understand that her whole character isn't going to be conveyed to us in a single chapter—but I feel like the characterization we do get of Autumn is a little shallow.

Another thing is that it seems like Autumn knows things she maybe wouldn't be expected to, like how the guards are going to shuttle them across the river. As a slave pony, it seems like she wouldn't have the education to know they would send the cart over alone to avoid overtaxing the structure. Maybe she's seen carts cross the river in this fashion before while doing (or avoiding) her duties? I suppose my issue with this is that nothing about what I was reading prior to her coming up with this plan suggested she could have come up with this plan, at least in the manner she did.

Good start so far, I am rather curious to see where this goes.

“I have to escape.” She thought to herself, “Either I die in the wild or get cut down by the guards, but I will not sit by and let them make me into a toy for the Royal Family. I would rather go into Faust’s embrace a free mare, then to carry my unborn child into the afterlife.”

than

The hen that lead the group growled at the youngsters, making them back off as they returned to the fireside, meaning that there was no one watching the cage as the ponies began to slowly push the bits of bone and other things between the bars. Autumn glanced at the gryphons one last time to make sure they couldn’t see, before picking up a small piece of bone and stuffing it in her mane. The smell of blood nearly made her puke, but she swallowed it down as she checked again to see if she had been caught. None of the others, be they pony or gryphon, seemed to have noticed, and she let out a sigh of relief as she felt the weight of her little acquisition settling between her ears.

led

My one thing I hope to see in the future is that not all Griffins are slaving bastards. I mean with the cultural integration being out I got so long there is no doubt a good majority are still jackasses, but I’m pretty sure there is some minority that wants change like the ponies or really pities them but due to how their society is run they don’t have the chance.

That’s all I really ask for in this story if it wants to be a little more interesting... plus WAY to many stories take a full black and white approach with this kind of story.

Hmm... can griffins really sire bastards with ponies? I would think that avoiding that would be the whole point of a different-species harem, but your fic your rules I guess.

“Wait for me in the Golden Fields, Morning Light,” she prayed as the last of her air escaped from her lungs, “I will be with you very soon.”

ICY:raritycry:!!!

“Do not give up so soon, my child.” A soft yet commanding voice echoed through her foggy mind, “You have gone through much to be free of your captors, do not give them the satisfaction of seeing you bend to the first obstacle that befalls you.”

You must rise Autumn; RISE:rainbowdetermined2:!!!

Even as the light grew brighter, Autumn only wished that the voice would go away so she could rest, but no matter how hard she tired, she couldn’t seem to let go. As the warmth permeated her body, pain began to replace the numbing sensation she had come to know. Autumn winced as she tried to move one of her forelegs, the limb sending lances of pain up her spine even as she felt a gentle hoof hold her down.

tried

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Corrected. Thanks for spotting that for me. You get an imaginary cookie. Please let me know if you spot any more.

Thanks for the help,
Shadow Quill, Messenger of the Moon.

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The logical result would be a hyppogriff. But who knows with magic thrown into the mix.

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Yeah, that's what a lot of folk thought before they were introduced as a separate race. (I, on the other hoof, just considered them infertile with each other - any sex is for fun, not foals.)

Hmm... so perhaps a bit of a genre shift for the next part, from surviving oppression to surviving in the wild. Autumn's never left the farm before, right?

So is this kind of like a pony of Moses?

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An original take on the classic story but yes, there are parts of this book that have been inspired by the tale of Moses and the Exodus.

The flames flickered and danced as the mare’s voice echoed through the air, “I am, that I am.”

I'm Popeye the sailor man~!
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I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.

I hope you update soon. It was a really good chapter.

The voice chuckled softly, a warm and loving noise that made Autumn’s heart swell with hope and love, “You are far more than what you see in yourself, my little pony. Do not hate the world for actions that have been committed by a single race. That is why I have come down before you, and why you are more than what you believe yourself to be.”

HA! She said it!

The Prince of Egypt quotes are strong with this one.

So, Autumn is pony Moses? Getting strong Bible vibes from this chapter

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Given just the description of the story, I would have thought that was a forgone conclusion

When she was satisfied that she was alone, Autumn continued into the alley between two houses, her movements slowing with each step until she was literally jumping from shadow to shadow while avoiding the circles of light that surrounded the scattered street posts.

Wouldn't that imply that her speed was increasing?:rainbowhuh:

Also, run-on sentence.

Another great chapter. I've been very much enjoying this.

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Miss-type found and changed. Thank you for finding that. Hope you are enjoying the story up to this point and I'll be sure to keep an eye out for your comments in the future.

See you next chapter,
Shadow Quill, Messenger of the Moon.

Not gonna lie, this has been on my list to read. I am glad to see it has had a relatively recent update and the author is active. That said, I sense only good things to come from this, perhaps a tense moment, but good things nonetheless.

Edit,

Can we get a swarm of parasprites at some point?

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