• Member Since 1st Nov, 2014
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Now I am become Breath, the destroyer of words.


Heavy snowstorm catches a group of ponies in a tiny hamlet far away from any civilization. And while the adults are doing their best to fend away the elements and ration the fading supplies, the foals decide to go out of bounds and figure it out on their own. But only one will be able to discover where the cold comes from.

Cover art by one and only, the amazing SkyAircobra (DeviantArt I Patreon)
Whole lot of thanks to Karibela for hunting away the typos, misspellings and other various ineptitudes of mine.
And thanks to you if you intend to pay it any attention ;)

Initially written in russian and available here.
In case if you wanted to translate it to russian... Well, sorry, dear comrades.

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