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Life was good. Was good, was good, was once, was great. So many things done, undone, the effort to count them all up. A life lived in pieces, in parts and in graces, a life loved alive and loved yet aliven't. What a funny old world. Yes, there had been others this way, she wondered to see them all soon, but if they were late she knew she'd be fine. She used to not believe in purple mares. She used to... Going where the one had gone. Except there wasn't one, but many. Family, and Love, and Two...and now One
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what a weird but sweet stroy
wow….that was a wild ride.
The gradual growth and maturity of Granny Smith was done so well that I have to applaud you.
And even though huge chunks are missing, it’s still complete and makes you live each of these moments along side her.
This was beautiful.
Nice and unique.
Absolutely beautiful and utterly heartbreaking... and yet, I feel overwhelmingly happy here at the end of it all. Your poetic style is so unique and incredible. You say so much in so few words. I'm left feeling like I really did get to gaze into Smith's life and understand what made her the mare she is. Your talent for communicating enormous concepts and emotions - whole lives of emotions - in just a few thousand words is incredible. Outrageous, even. Hell, you said more with a wordless chapter than many authors can say in a whole story.
One of my favorite works on the site. I know I'll be returning to it often - probably tomorrow. Thank you for sharing your work with us
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Hey, sorry for the late response, but I just wanted to say I super appreciate this! Literally the sort of comment that makes all the hours at the keyboard feel suddenly worthwhile, I'm really glad you enjoyed it.
this fic utterly destroyed me. i will come back to it again, hopefully soon, to leave a proper comment, and i really look forward to being destroyed a fourth time. even without daring to read a word of it again as i write this, the very act of remembering this story is putting tears in my eyes.
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I look foward to it! Sorry about the tears, but also not sorry at all. One of the best compliments I could recieve.
oh this was fantastic. i adored the experimental style
and full circle, truly. leaving this life in a jumble of thoughts just as she had entered it. how else? there's no coherent way to sum up a life at its final moments. but the brushstrokes, what remains. Family, and Love, and her mind reaching out for Twilight indirectly at the end there.
and i'm crying again, and just feel like a wreck right now. but this story is everything i ever wanted.
Beautifully innovative and devastatingly effective. Brilliant work with this one. I’m glad I finally got around to reading it.
This story is profoundly touching. I find it ironic how this was a crack shipping competition. 100 words, one year. Deceviengly simple concept that really sucks the reader in. From the womb, to rebellion, love, and the decline of an aching soul. Exceptional work yet again.
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Aww, thank you! I enjoy the weirder prompts, they really force those creative muscles into action. & "The decline of an aching soul" is a really nice way of putting it!
reread this again and cried again and augh. the tree that Twilight sits by reading in 1404 being the culminating point to all the seeds Granny Smith planted in her youth with a hope to one day be able to watch them fully grow, i don't know if i caught that fully the first time but i love it. and watching the years go by with the chapters knowing how the story ends really makes the joy in them even brighter, and the heart hurt more in the good way. it is one of those moments where i am just sitting here and grateful that i can feel what love is
just reread the story.
still great and oh boy would i wish for a more expanded version of the story xD
really good