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Snow Quill


Just a bat, sometimes writes, sometimes draws

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I’ll never forget the look in her eyes, the desperation in her voice. She didn’t want to die, but she also wanted me to live. 

Unfortunately, I can’t be certain what I am anymore and where my heart lays. The cruel world of reality and life, or the torment of death. 

Can you feel my heart, my love, do you know where I am?

Content Warnings - Death, suicide.

Written for the fabulous Rice! She's a really great writer/artist and you guys should definitely check out her stuff too.

Cover art by me!

(If you are a writer looking for cover art, send me a PM!)

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Comments ( 5 )

Wonderfully written and beautifully tragic. This fic knocked it out of the park in its emotionality and character development. You did fantastic Snow! Happy Holidays! ^^

That was a sucker punch to the feels. I can relate to how Rarity felt.

Gosh, this is still as beautiful and heart-wrenching as when I first read it. You're such an amazing writer and artist and this made me just :raritycry:

Wow. That was an emotional ride. Such lovely writing. I am normally not a fan of sad stories, but this is just beautiful in it's poetic charm. Wonderful work.

:fluttercry: oof that was a blow to the feels

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