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Ever since the changeling reformation, Coxa hasn't needed love to survive. That didn't stop it from being addictive.

First place in TheDriderPony's Music Meister's Musical Machwriting Meet on the speedwriting server, where it was conceived and written in 60 minutes.

Thanks to Syke Jr for editing.

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Comments ( 8 )

Wow. This hurt. This story is so good. The prose is fantastic, the dialogue and character interactions are captivating. Just, wow.

I really don't have enough good things to say about this. Great job.

This is a genuine stunner my man. Wonderfully written and executed, all at once poetic and devastating.
Keep up the amazing work! :twilightsmile:

I really liked the interactions between your two characters. You can feel the tension boiling under the surface. Well done! :twilightsmile:

I rarely see dysfunctional relationships handled so well on here, and rarely are they shown in such a raw way.

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Hiya, thanks so much for reading and enjoying my story; I really appreciate it! :twilightsmile:

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And you three already know how thankful I am <3

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No prob! Thanks for writing it.

Hey there. This was reviewed here. Thanks for picking me as a reviewer, and I hope you find what I have to say helpful! Deuces!

Moonshot, you've hurt me through words. The story was great, and showed a relationship on its last legs, barely being held together with the fear of being alone. I think a relationship of this variety can be told with people, but better told with a changeling, as you've done. Their interactions reek of a dying relationship, and this I can say from firsthand experience.

See, this story hurt on a few levels. The first being the one that it hurt everyone else on. The second being the one that I've seen in other people. And the third and final one, the level that I myself have lived through. I've been in more than one relationship that was abusive, and more than one that corroded with distance put between myself and them. This story is like looking into a dirty, pastel mirror.

Each level of pain descending grows more bitter but somehow more detached. When Blossomforth can't find a reason why she left, I saw myself trying to reason why I stayed. When Coxa is saying that he's turning himself in, and Blossomforth can't even find a response, when Coxa almost hit her and when she flinched knowing that he was capable, and when they desperately tried to make any feelings, any sparks between one another but could only do so while drunk and in a different body, I saw myself. This was gut and heartwrenching, but I cannot say that it was badly done because it wasn't. This story was like a piece of myself that now is no longer in my hands. A piece of myself that in the moment hurt to hold, but now placed away from me creates a sort of twisted curiosity. Something you hate to look at, but cannot look away from.

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