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Fleety


Procrastination is a killer

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Through clouded eyes, it dims so dark
With each breath heavy, she need not speak
A weight upon her soul so could not move
Burden by duty, the princess could not move.

Yet cocooned, she did not know
Lost in dreams, in a green goop
Far from rescue, she remains subdued
Celestia, locked away, silently subdued.


Created for the Thousand Words II contest in the "Horror" category.

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I was there.

This was pretty creepy alright, loved the imagery you used throughout. And the ending feels... vaguely optimistic? Given the imagery present and the apparent mental fuckery, there's a layer of dubiousness on top of that, though, which in a way makes it even more striking.

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Yeah, I do admit that the way the story ended seemed a little odd. Originally, i was aiming for it to turn out a little... Darker, but after writing for a little while I had realised that the ending might've been too generic. And so I wanted a twist in the story, with Celestia doing something different… Only to realise that I just didn't have enough words left to keep the story to just 1k words. So, I kept thinking and thinking, might've overthink, I ended up coming to this as a conclusion for my story. :twilightsheepish:

Also, thanks for reading! :twilightsmile:

Nice story you got there. It gradually became more nightmarish before dawn finally broke.

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me, also, Fire:trollestia:

great work Fleety

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i agrees with me!
thanks for letting me preread!

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Yep! Thanks for your support Doodles!

Celestia could scarcely remember a time when her room had been clean, when everything had been in its rightful place. A vague memory reminded her of a time when the hallways were grand. When light would shine through every stained-glass window, and every priceless works of art and magnificent decorations were on display.

But those days were long gone.

oof, what happened to Canterlot Castle?

The room was darker now, and older. The tapestry along the walls were beyond recognition now as dust and web slowly ate away its surface. Celestia couldn’t see the floor, as the lights from the window did not reach, but she could tell it was uncleaned from the dirt beneath her hooves. She could hardly see the ground, but she didn’t care.

and oof, what horrific decay!

“She’s waiting. Can’t you accept her offer?”

“I have already burnt the letter, there shall be no peace!” Celestia erupted, “All those years, does no pony know that she would stop at nothing!?”

ooh, seems like a Celestia that has been sucked into madness and sunk cost

For room was all she had ever known, pulsating and wet, cold and numb.

"Alive."

ooh, or trapped in an illusion while encased in a Chryssy egg this whole time?

A tear dripped down Celestia's chin and she returned the embrace.

And from the dark, Celestia awoke.

and aww! a happy ending, and a neat look at just what dreams Celestia dreamed during her capture. an awful one, and a very fitting nightmare for the eternal monarch. thank you for writing!

Fascinating, but I wouldn’t really call it horror per se. Still, great imagery as the dreamscape decays and Celestia presses on. She endured a thousand years alone for her sister, after all. What’s a few days in a feeding cocoon? (Or weeks, months… It’s still no comparison.)

All told, great character piece. Thank you for it.

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me, also, Fire: trollestia:
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