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Lynwood


Just trying to be better.

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A young mare prepares to leave her home and set out on her own, but there's a special somepony she needs to speak to first. If only he already knew what she needs to say...

Well, this sort of thing isn't supposed to be a breeze. Maybe the cuddling will help.

Written for CategoricalGrant's 2021 Cuddlefic Contest for some reason.

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 11 )

Bro, my heartstrings, I said tug not yank.
Beautifully written, composed as brilliantly as a gentle and somber song. The characters and world you made in so short a time struck deep and true, thank you.

I might be a judge, and Lyn might be my friend, but I have enough hatred for him to be objective!

I applaud you for exploring this aspect of the human condition that most fiction doesn't explore. This is a high-quality fic on its own merits.

I came here after reading What a Strange Little Colt, and after finishing this, one of the things I think is that ‘Life keeps on happening’. I think if I hadn’t read WaSLC first, I wouldn’t have had the same feeling. No matter what happens, time will continue to march on.

A short story, but it does a great job of capturing the emotions everyone feels, great job!

so thats where sandy came from

Damn my feelings. This story tempo flows perfectly and touches on a rarely written subject brilliantly.

Excellent work Lynwood

I wonder if Gabriel will bring these two back together? We humans are stubborn heroes who will get the love back together.

Hnnnnngggggg my heart...:pinkiesad2:

"Swift!" Sandy cried, pushing herself away. The colt blinked and looked down at her as she shuffled out from under his wing. "I—I don't think I want to."
Now or never, Sandy. "A... long-distance thing."

O U C H
You have a real knack for putting real emotions in your stories, you know that?

Possible spoilers below... Maybe? Not sure.



The only think I dislike about this... We don't get to see her actually fulfill the promise at any point, here or on the main story. And that... That makes me a little sad. Did she forget? Was she never able to bring herself to actually do it because memories? Did life just make her so busy she simply couldn't? I am sad I don't get to know. But... It almost feels right because, well... He doesn't get to know either. And, having BEEN that character myself.... Well, that lack of knowing kinda hits home in a way I didn't expect from a colorful cartoon horse.

Stellar writing! Thanks for the feelings.

I think I need a band-aid or something now.

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