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NorrisThePony


Horseword maintenance and installation specialist. Mareschizo extraordinaire.

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Shady Fortune is an ambitious stallion. The old manor outside of town is an ancient eyesore. Where most ponies would see a tear-down job long-gone undone, Shady instead sees potential and beauty in the decrepit old house.

But he's not the only thing living in Buckwheat Manor, and Shady will soon learn that not all spirits remain at rest.


This story has a dramatic reading by Skijarama, which you can listen to here. Thanks!

Chapters (2)
Comments ( 39 )

That was sweet. I was kinda hoping she'd stay with him, but I'm just a sucker for unusual romances

This story certainly delivered, and to very high marks. The tone that’s wrapped around the characters, atmosphere, and the elaborate environment did wonders for both visualizing the setting and putting out some strong emotions. The way the story escalates the tone doesn’t feel too rushed or slow, it gives all the time you need to absorb the intricacies in play. It even wraps up tidily in a place befitting the pacing; I was left wanting more, and then the epilogue rolled around and I couldn’t help but feel a little bad—as we often forget, sometimes you just have to come to terms with how things turn out. Bittersweet in all the right ways.

I can say that this is definitely a hallmark piece for pony ghost stories: it’s surprisingly well-grounded in Equestria, and I think it owes that to the use of outside elements in a story intended to be about a single haunted place. From the realtor dropping back into the woods, to just being back in town for supplies, it’s a perfect mix of external influences. I’d like to see more of this kind of Equestria in stories, because it often feels like the stories take place in their own isolated bubble. Really, this fic melds ‘ghost story’ and pony planet so nicely.

Hey, aren't you the horse from Horsin' Around?

Stories are probably one of the few things just as hard to put to rest as ghosts. Often times they can leave viewers longing for more, or hoping for closure that doesn't come. This story was so well written that it closed out neatly, without going on too long. The pacing was phenomenal and I couldn't spot any errors in spelling or grammar. I am honestly blown away with the quality of this one! Beginning to end I was eager for more but now I'm satisfied to know how it closed out and left no threads dangling.

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Great story, Admiral Biscuit has been a writing inspiration of mine for a long long time.

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He's definitely in my list of favorite writers, and he can be a decent conversationalist as well for as much as online back and forthing can count.

If I could get paid to sit around all day and read nothing but horsewords I'd be set for life (or at least until the next super shiney show caught my attention:twilightsheepish:)

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Apparently I have, though I don't remember it... looks like it's time to reread it!

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I have a library FULL of stories that I could re-read at some point so I definitely know the feeling:twilightblush:

A very touching story. :twilightsmile:

The new Phasmaphobia MLP crossover sure looks interesting.

Jokes aside i really loved the story! Was really good and touching and im glad it all worked out in the end.

Including the murder of a husband getting what was coming too him. Told everyone she drowned, drowned himself. Karma truly is a wonderful thing.

Oh man, oh MAN, I'm. Well, I'm crying at the moment. Oh me oh my does this story delivers. I have to say, placing this in my all time favourites. Awash with feelings right now, this is just absolute perfection of scary, interesting and so absolutely heartbreaking and warming, that's some damn ride... Thank you. I love this story to bits.

10/10. Just, fucking murder me with feelings, would ya.

This was a beautiful little story! Love me some bittersweet ghost stories.

This was beautiful. I shed no tears, but was profoundly moved.

In my head the perfect coda to this would be Shady’s eventual passing as an aged bachelor, and “waking” as his younger self beside an oak tree, to find Perennial beside him.

“You waited for me?”

“I had all the time there will ever be. And now we both do.”

At any rate, you paced this beautifully and I would recommend it to my friends heartily. Well done.

Sheeeeesh, Norris! Sheeeeeeeeeeesh! :D

What a sweet little ghost story! I definitely liked the ponyish take on the victorian ghost - it feels right that she'd be more open to a sympathetic hauntee than in other ghost stories. Well done!

This is really, really good.

You had described your intent to make a distinctly "pony" take on the ghost story trope, and this was entirely accomplished. Unlike most "ponified" works, you did not simply slap pony characters onto an unrelated tale, but rather crafted a story which worked because they are ponies. I cannot think of a single example of a haunting victim lowering his defenses out of total sympathy for his aggressor. It wouldn't make sense - unless they are ponies, of course, then it all fits into place.

Shady sweeping away the salt was in some ways the climax, and the clear pivotal point when the tropes fell away and the "usual ghost story" was left behind. It gave that charming, relentless optimism which in-part lured us all into MLP. I loved it, it was so unexpected and so perfect.

The scene on the hill watered my eyes. The ending was bittersweet, but the conveyance of our dear ghost to paradise was the perfect capstone. As for Shady, his restless wanderings beautifully demonstrate with maximum "show don't tell" that he fell in love with his host, and feels unwhole with her absence. Perhaps he'll move on one day - perhaps they'll meet again. While it would have been more "show-like" to let them share the house happily ever after, this is still a ghost story, and a happy ending here is different than what we might find elsewhere.

Thank you for making this, it was wonderful.

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Yeah... the little bit at the end with Shady's nighttime wanderings was a perfect, tiny window into the love which found his heart. I think it will be as you say.

Oof, I'm tearing up again.:fluttershysad:

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Had a very similar thought.

Beautiful, and exactly the feel-good pony-ness that I love MLP for.

That said, I'm gonna have to be *that guy* and point out a couple typos

"The trees above his head *hasn’t* been pruned or cared for in decades " - *hadn't

"so he could go back home and invest in a house that wasn’t *invested* with wayward spirits." - *Infested, though I can see why you accidently used "invest" twice.

That's all I noticed. There are a couple quirks relating to the order of giving reader information I could comment on,, like how he read the message but we didn't find out the message for half a scene, or how long Shady seemed to be staring at Perennial before noticing blood dripping down her face. I can understand why you gave bits of information like that time, but it made the experience of those bits feel unnatural to me, like I wasn't seeing the message *with* Shady, or like Shady was looking at the moon and the trees before noticing the most obvious thing of the blood and tear stained face of the strange mare in front of him.

Other than that, this is another great MLP ghost story (like Synchronicity, which is another favorite of mine). I loved it.

Beautiful story, 10/10. Defiantly would like to see these two together again

This is really well done!

Really sweet story, I would like to tell why, but it has been said already and I keep getting something in my eyes…

This is so well written :pinkiesad2:

i feel bad for ivory, just missed her
this story was so nice

This was delightful. Thank you for this.

I would love a sequel maybe next Christmas where Perennial was offered a chance at reincarnation as one of the mares Shady befriends in Sundown that becomes his lover and as the relationship grows in her reincarnated body she starts remembering her time as the ghost he befriended and helped and her past life as Perennial Buckwheat. Then she tells Shady who believes her because something always was bugging him about her when he started dating her that reminded him of her ghost. Then Shady promises her that he will do all he can to make her happy, loved, cared for, and always making her feel listened to and valued. Which he does and when she passes on "again" she dies having lived the life she should've lived as Perennial, being a beloved wife and a loving mother and eagerly waiting for her loving husband if she were to pass on first or if he goes first she'll be happily embracing him when she rejoins with him in the afterlife

The ending and the epilogue made me cry. This story was so, so, so well done.

Dunno why I put off reading this for so long; absolutely excellent story, as I've come to expect from you at this point. Glad to hear (in the blog post) you've got plans to keep things going for a bit, good luck and a belated happy holidays

This was just so gosh darn good!!!! The whole thing left me feeling so strongly bittersweet, you really nailed the descriptions of faces and emotions, I really saw everything playing out in my head. Well done, bravo!!

Honestly I thought it would be revealed that Perennial's husband was Shady's grandfather- his name is Shady Fortune, after all, so it probably was acquired dubiously. And he did get what seems to be a pretty big inheritance, and it would explain why he felt an unexplained yearning for the place... All the same, though, I'm alright with the ending we got. Would've been irritating to know he'd lived a long life.

. You want us to send somepony every couple weeks to check in on you? In case the rats getcha?”

You sure it's the rats that are gonna get him?

“DANGER, KEEP OUT!”

Ah, how kind of them to put up a WELCOME sign!

It was a strange thing, though. He was quite certain the house was not exactly airtight, and so he could think of no reason why it would be left alone by the woodland critters.

I can make a couple guesses.

LEAVE OUR HOME.

Message received.

To Shady, she sounded scared. And confused.

I get the feeling she was murdered, and she doesn't know why.

. She drowned herself in the lake out beyond the trees there, behind the house. Did it a year after her parents died. I guess her husband sold the place after that.”

Drowned... ? No, no that can't be right. What about the bloody gash? The basement?

...

Murder.

She must have been killed then tossed in the lake!

“Your husband?” Shady guessed, biting his lip. Perennial gave a single nod, her eyes squeezing shut. They’d begun to water, and the gash on her skull was deepening with black, colourless blood.

It was definitely the husband. He killed her.

When he opened his eyes again, she was gone.

Rest in peace... Perennial

So you made the fanfic Norris I listened to your fanfic being narratored by skijaramaz (tone shift) on youtube a few months ago and now found it on here and I will say its an amazing fanfic I loved every word of it definitely a 10/10 fanfic :heart:

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Skijaramaz did a great job with the reading, to say I'm flattered would be an understatement.

Thank you much for the praise.

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He sure did and no problem keep it up

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