On the day of his breakup with yet another mare, Braeburn finds an eye in his bathroom mirror. Naturally, this leads to speaking to an eldritch abomination, a ritual, and... even love?
This story was written as part of a gift exchange by reviewers for the Reviewer's Mansion group, as a gift for Firefoxino.
I'm not sure what Lovecraftian fever dream induced this story, but I apologize in advance.
Sniff such a wonderful love story I love it
Oh my gosh. *dies*
That was certainly entertaining. Though it doesn't surprise me at all, the way you write can convey such deep and genuine emotions. This was a really heartwarming gift, and while that ending certainly didn't surprise me, it was still good.
*pats mane* Good job with this! <3
Hey, at least he gets tentacles now every night to smuggle with.
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I bet beings like Cthulhu give great hugs too
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I'm glad you guys enjoyed!
Huh. Isn't the weirdest special somepony I've heard of.
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Quite a fan of the characterization you do here - if mysteriously disembodied mares in mirrors are that nice, it almost makes we want to try what Braeburn did for myself .
I love the suspense building up to the final reveal, which was ... interesting. Yep. Nothing out of place there. Quite happy for the chap, actually.
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Much like Braeburn, we all could use a relationship with the unknowing elder gods lying beyond the realm of understanding.
The funnier ones
Ok, I love where this is going and it’s only the first sentence.
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This was a masterpiece. I wish only the best for Braeburn and Goiza.