Coming Home
Chapter 37:
Coming Home
The tree house came into view and Fluttershy breathed out a sigh of relief, tensions melting away. The old tree had several new shoots and every branch was bowed down by the weight of fresh and healthy leaves that glowed and rustled in the spring sun and the mild breeze. The place was a hive of activity and animal noises, which for the yellow pegasus was synonymous with ‘quiet’ and ‘peaceful’. Through the background chatter of her chosen haven she did hear the teeth of a rake being dragged across the ground, something that was out of place since it wasn’t her doing the raking, but she’d expected some kind of sign from her guests. Well, tenants was perhaps a better word for them. Pony tenants.
Flax Spinner was raking the path in front of the door to her house. A moment’s pause to straighten his back made him aware of the approaching pegasus. He spit out the rake before turning to the open front door and shouting.
“Fluttershy’s here!”
The ensuing chorus of squeaks, peeps, growls, hisses and other animal calls as well as the rumbling stampede of a myriad running critters made Fluttershy gasp and slow down. Mere seconds later she was surrounded by a living sea of bodies that hugged, nuzzled and ground itself against her in almost every kind of appreciative and affectionate gesture found in the animal kingdom. Birds sat on her ears, making them sag, and nibbled lovingly on her mane or just stroked their heads against hers.
“There, there. I missed you guys. Have you been kind to the Spinners?”
A chorus of affirmative noises answered Fluttershy and the throng around her relented slightly, enabling her to walk slowly forward to the three waiting ponies ahead of her. She saw Tale Spinner peek shyly at her, from behind his father, and waved at him. She noted the glow surrounding Dewdrop Spinner’s entire bearing and smiled widely at the pegasus.
“Hello... and congratulations.”
Dewdrop blushed and rubbed her stomach shyly with a hoof while her husband traded nuzzles with Fluttershy.
“Hello and welcome back, miss Fluttershy! Shall we take your packs?”
The yellow pegasus glanced over her shoulder. She was wearing saddlebags and carrying an assortment of additional packs and bundles, the largest of which was swept in a blanket and perched on her back. A raccoon was sniffing curiously up at the large bundle and she deterred it with a gentle push.
“Thank you, that won’t be necessary. I’ll take care of them myself. How are you? Well, I can see that you are relatively happy.”
Flax and Dewdrop exchanged glances and nodded slightly at Fluttershy, but then hung their heads and sighed collectively.
“We’re quite all right. We’ve been able to get on with our lives ever since your letter, but we still miss our daughter. Hearing Silk’s been found and that she’s safe was so great that I don’t have the words, but we ache to see her again.”
Hearing this made Fluttershy nod and smile gently.
“Ah, well, I think that can be arranged...”
She turned her head and called back along the path.
“Silk? It’s all right, just like I told you. Come out.”
A candy colour mane atop a tan face peeked out from behind a wide tree trunk. Two teary, frightened and hesitant eyes peered at the four ponies. Dewdrop emitted a scream of delight and happiness that evolved into a mixture of laughter, wails and sobs, loudly trying to express the storm of emotion she felt as she galloped towards her eldest daughter, who was also running with tears falling freely and an expression of anguish, longing and regret twisting her face. They collided purposely, embracing each other with their entwining necks. Flax was with them an instant later, pressing up against his daughter’s side and craning his neck over the two others, sandwiching Silk between her parents. Tale, Silk’s younger brother, galloped up and let his back brush against her neck and chest. They laughed and they cried.
Fluttershy watched the tableau with a happy smile and moistening eyes, until a weak cry from her back made her ears flick around. She craned back and took the largest bundle in her teeth, setting it gently on the ground in front of her and prying open the wrapped blanket with her wings. Two wide and vulnerable eyes looked up at her.
“Did all the noise wake you up? I’m sorry.”
A white and furry shape walked up to the bundled child. Two long ears twitched. Then the head was raised and two button eyes above a stern frown regarded Fluttershy questioningly.
“Hello to you too, Angel. This is Welder. I want you to be nice to him, as he’ll be living with us.”
Angel continued to stare at Fluttershy, only raising an eyebrow. At his side, two eyes followed his dangling ears’ every move... and then two tiny hands grabbed the closer ear, making the rabbit stiffen in shock. The ear was unceremoniously brought closer for inspection, meaning that the tip was inserted into Welder’s mouth and sucked on. Fluttershy beamed down at the pair, nuzzling the paralysed rabbit.
“He likes you already, Angel! I know you’ll be the best of friends soon.”
Angel snapped out of his trance and squeaked angrily at Fluttershy before opening and closing his mouth theatrically, making slurping and smacking noises.
“Don’t be silly. He doesn’t want to eat you.”
The rabbit stomped on the ground, gently dislodged his (thoroughly soaked and messy) ear from the baby’s grip and stormed off. The baby’s eyes followed his departure while tiny hands clenched and unclenched. Welder whimpered and turned back to look at Fluttershy. She nuzzled him gently before carefully replacing his bundle on her back.
“Let’s get you moved in, shall we?”
~~~~~
“...And it is therefore with utmost respect that I must decline your demand. Signed, Twilight Sparkle. No, wait, scratch that, I’ve used that too much... Queen Twilight? Ugh, I hate that.”
Trixie levitated the scroll and quill lower, allowing her to peer over it at the purple mare in front of her.
“May I suggest ‘Prophet Fulcrum’? Miss Laurel Leaf is one of your priesthood. She’d probably appreciate the signature and heed your reply better.”
Twilight nodded vigorously.
“It’s better. Good idea, Trixie. Spike, what’s the count?”
The baby dragon was sitting on Twilight’s back, with his back facing her head and heels dug into her flanks for support. He scanned a parchment scroll in his one hand and used a claw on his other hand to count the inky scratches on the scroll that served as tally marks.
“That makes one thousand, six hundred and twenty-nine demands for immediate alicornhood, versus one thousand, five hundred and fifty-two demands for stronger regulations on magic usage.”
“Wouldn’t it be easier to keep count somewhere else than on my back?”
Spike shot Twilight a dirty look and turned around, clamping his arms around her neck. He ignored Twilight’s protests that he was crumpling the parchment against her.
“It probably would. I’m not moving.”
Twilight sighed and craned her neck around so she could plant a kiss on Spike’s head. Then she turned back to Trixie.
“We’ll need to archive these letters as part of my official correspondence. A thorough statistical analysis will also be needed. How many unicorns for or against? What about the other two kinds? Or what about ex-ashen and unconverted?”
Trixie nodded as the quill danced in her magic.
“Anything else, Honoured... I mean, Twilight?”
“How have your arrangements come along?”
“Just fine. The mayor graciously lent me a small office at city hall, and they’d be delighted to house your offices as well, at least temporarily. Especially when I mentioned that Ponyville would be getting a budget for supporting this branch of the government.”
Twilight sat down on her haunches, idly patting one of Spike’s hands with a hoof. She looked around the treehouse library, its familiar shelves speaking to her of home and comfort.
“We can’t count on the Ash Queen’s offices being in Ponyville for more than six years, so I don’t think we should commission the construction of a permanent building. The town hall will do, and we’ll try to find space for the archives somewhere nearby. A secondary archive in Canterlot should also be founded.”
The ice-hued unicorn smirked and narrowed her eyes at Twilight.
“You really think you won’t get re-elected? Celestia and Luna told you that you wouldn’t be able to shed the mantle of royalty and I, for one, believe them.”
“I don’t want to be queen-elect!”
“Enough to sabotage your appointed duties?”
“No, never. Even if I don’t like it, I’ll do this as good as I can.”
“Right. I wouldn’t worry too much about commissioning a building that might never be used unless you get re-elected. Twilight, you are Prophet Fulcrum. You are Ash Queen Twilight, and even though you insisted on elections the ponies of Equestria will always see you, and nopony else, as having that title.”
“We’ve erased the laws from Harmony that required unquestioning loyalty to the throne. They are free to change their minds, Trixie.”
“They won’t. Trust me, My Queen, they won’t. The former ashen... they are proud of what they were, and you are their representative. We shall see what the next generation of ponies do, but since there are unofficial temples to the ash in every major city and most towns I dare say they’ll pass on their values and traditions. You can count on being queen for the foreseeable future.”
Twilight stared at Trixie.
“There are temples? Is there one here in Ponyville?”
This made the former showmare blush.
“Um, y – yes.”
“Oh Trixie.”
“Well I could afford such a big house thanks to my wages as your secretary and adjutant, so I had plenty of room over... it kind of felt natural. A – and the few ashen here – well, actually, there’s more than a few now, since some of them are moving here – have always looked to me for leadership, probably thanks to my being your hoofmaiden.”
An ear flicked on Twilight’s head while she peered intently at Trixie.
“So what do you do in these temples?”
“We meditate. Try to get in touch with our spirits, and the spirits of the Two Harmonies.”
“Huh. Really? Has anypony managed to come in contact with the Harmonies?”
“Well, not that I know. We believe that just trying is enough, really. One doesn’t have to embody Harmony to live in accordance to it, after all. But it’s possible, right?”
A chance to lecture and theorise always perked Twilight right up and she rose, careful not to dislodge Spike, to pace back and forth while thinking.
“It’s entirely possible, in theory, though I’d say it’s very unlikely to succeed. The False Harmony, or Lesser Harmony as ponies have taken to calling it, is a pony construct, but conflicting directives and the mind-boggling age of it would probably mean its mind is both alien and more than a bit insane by our standards. The Greater Harmony, however... it’s so vast and alien that I doubt we’d even realise if we’d ever manage to contact it. It might even be dangerous.”
Trixie shrugged.
“We won’t know until somepony succeeds. Anyway, I find it very relaxing, and it does wonders for my focus.”
Twilight tilted her head.
“You know, I think I’d like to try that. Celestia knows – heh – that royal business is stressful enough. It might be good to have another way to relax besides the Spa trips with Rarity.”
“Oh, you’d be very welcome to join us! It would be such an honor!”
“Let’s finish up here first. Then I’d like to check out this temple.”
Spike shifted on Twilight’s back and groaned dejectedly.
“Watching you doing nothing is going to be bo-ring.”
She bent her neck again, bringing her mouth up to one of Spike’s finned ears. She murmured gently to him.
“Spike, you don’t have to come along. You could always go and do something else. Would you like to visit Rarity? Or maybe eat some ice cream?”
“No! I want to stay with you!”
“Oh Spike. I know you missed me so terribly much. I missed you too! But sooner or later you’ll have to let go. I won’t disappear, I promise.”
There was a long silence before Spike answered with a waveríng voice.
“Maybe tomorrow. Okay?”
“Okay. You can take a nap while I meditate. How about that?”
“...Okay.”
~~~~~
Trixie’s rented house was indeed as spacious as she'd said, consisting of a lower floor with a shop front and an upper floor meant for living quarters. The large shop window was unadorned, except for some modest window blinds and a ceramic bowl containing smooth rocks surrounding a single lit candle. Twilight recognised it as a symbol of the ashen.
The main room inside was empty and capacious. Light rectangles in the wooden floor revealed where counters had stood when the room actually had served as a store of some kind (Twilight didn’t know exactly what kind – it had been closed before she’d moved to Ponyville). Colorful carpets and pillows were strewn over the floor and banners filled with text hung from the ceiling. A faint scent of incense wafted against Twilight as she stood on the threshold and peered into the gloom. Trixie moved around inside, lighting candles with her magic and gradually creating a comfortable glow.
Twilight walked up to one of the hanging banners and focused on the text.
Of the Nature of the Two Harmonies
The Lesser Harmony is made by ponies and is prone to error and malfunction, though it means well. The Greater Harmony is not a made thing and is thus perfect, but uncaring and unfeeling as we ponies are next to nothing compared to it. Sometimes the two clash.
The Lesser Harmony was created by ponies a long time ago weaving enchantments into their laws and agreements, trying to stop their wars and their nigh-omnipotence from ending their world. It was a fragile thing and it grew out of control as other enchantments and laws were incorporated into it, and as old kings and queens died, through violence or accident, and nopony rose to replace them and control the development of Lesser Harmony. Instead of a final apocalypse, ponykind suffered myriad small ones that kept resetting our civilisations and our history until finally Prophet Fulcrum arose to Queen and ended the tyranny of Lesser Harmony.
The Greater Harmony was born as the universe was born, for it is the spirit of the universe. Just as every pebble has a spirit, just as every pony has a spirit, just as every knothole, space between straws of grass and the void between the stars have spirits, so too do the ties of friendship between ponies create a spirit, so too does the nations of Equestria have spirits and so, too, does every imaginable grouping and gathering of everything have spirits. So it follows that the universe as a whole has the ultimate spirit, that every other spirit is but a part of. This Greater Harmony tells the universe what it is supposed to be.
When the Lesser Harmony grew too large and bloated, it was noticed as an aberration. Maybe it wasn’t the Greater Harmony itself, maybe it was, but something, some higher spirit of which the Lesser Harmony was but a part, definitely noticed things were out of kilter. Whatever it was, it sensed an itch and began to scratch. It is difficult to say how many of the disasters that have befallen Equestria were indirect attempts to get rid of or at least diminish the Lesser Harmony, but Prophet Fulcrum has said that Diamond Dust had definitely been set on her path by some outside agent, as had probably she herself been set on hers. As had Discord, that corrupter of Harmony. As had...
“What do you think?”
Twilight started and turned to Trixie, seeing the icy mare watching her intently and with a slight blush developing on her cheeks.
“What is this, Trixie?”
“Um, we kind of need new scripture. I’ve, um, rewritten some of the speeches and lectures you’ve held into more concise forms. The temples in the other towns have been hounding me, well you actually, for something like this...”
“Trixie, I’d like at least some authorial control over these if my words are going to be incorporated into some kind of philosophical scripture.”
The former showmare bowed repeatedly.
“Of course. I’m sorry! I’ll show all the drafts to you when you have the time.”
Twilight nodded, walked to a cluster of pillows that looked comfortable and lay down on them. Then she looked back at Trixie.
“A bit empty in here. How often do you have visitors?”
“Oh, there’s usually one or two dropping in in the afternoon, and come evening there’ll be five or six in all.”
“Huh. That’s actually a quite good day for the library.”
Trixie was sweating bullets. This was probably one of the most delicate situations she’d ever faced.
“Aheh... Maybe they wouldn’t mind a book presentation once in a while?”
“Not a bad idea at all. Perhaps we could even let a few copies of some of the more accessible works of philosophy be placed here.”
Twilight ignored the relieved exhalation she heard and settled in among the pillows. Now that she was here, it struck her that she didn’t really need to meditate to contact the Lesser Harmony. As long as she was queen it would readily respond to her via magic. As for the Greater Harmony... she didn’t see much point in casually attempting something like that. Contacting the spirit of the universe was for others.
But what did that leave her? She was about to give up, rise and do something else, when she recalled that Celestia and Luna seemed to commune with the spirits of the sun and moon respectively, as well as of Canterlot Mountain. Maybe she could do something like that.
Clearing an active mind like Twilight’s was perhaps more difficult than usual, but she also had a disciplined mind. One by one she filtered out the external world while at the same time recalling the total removal she’d felt while petrified. This time was different, of course, but it served as a good starting point. She reached out, searching for a spirit that she felt intimately linked to.
Hello, Ponyville. Can you hear me?
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1974808
Because she is the bucking ruler, that´s why. Celestia and Luna would have changed the law too, but they ignore its existence plus they were under the thrall of Harmony.
i love that fluttershy is the one thats going to be taking care of baby welder its so adorable
Quite the adventure. I for one don't anticipate a sequel, for the ending was a perfect fit. It'd be nice to see more stories like this from you in the future.
All in All?
Good work. This was a pleasant read and was quite entertaining. Though looking back on it it PROBABLY could have been written without the human element and hardly changed much. But the ending is satisfying and leaves it open for continuation if possible.
Id like to see how it works out for Walder....
And if any other humans made it as well....
Though i can handle the story stopping here.
Hmm. . . I wonder if anyone else made it through the end of Earth, perhaps not to Equestria, to other lands, other worlds. . .
What of the fate of Welder, what kind of person will he grow in to, and will he ever remember who he was once, or is that Welder gone forever? So many questions. . .
Can't wait to see what you do next, it was a pleasant ride.
~With regards, the Current Student of the Second True Magic.
I must echo the others here in that I wouldn't mind a sequel in the least, but would not be left hanging if you decided not to write it.
Good jorb, son. I'll be keeping my eye on you.
I wonder will Twilight teach how to shift into a windigo to others. I imagine Shining Armour would have the potential for it and Trixie would be interested as well.
Sequel or not, it was good story. Though... i think it needs a different name. Welder was so... underrepresented in the story that it feels really strange that you would bring as much attention as you did to him in the title and the summary.
Unless "The Creature" was actually refering to windigo Twi. If so, ya might want to change the summary around to fit that.
Wow .. just wow.
Great fic, greatly written, and was this your first fic? :o
Congratulations on writing something amazing
Ok then, I'll go with some reviewing-ish/complimenting in stages:
(Spoilers will occur)
Characters
In my opinion, given the situation presented, all the written characters acted in character as far as I can tell. I mean, the mane 6 stayed friends through this(mostly at least), Celestia and Luna were also well-written.
You introduced multiple OC:s, but neither of them felt unnecessary, all OCs described felt like they had a place in the storyline and the information given about them was mostly relevant somewhere in the fic.
Wrangler's part in this fic, agreeing with some comments, wasn't neccesary for the storyline. But - it gave it another perspective, and added some depth, especially mentioning that he shouldn't be able to survive in Equestria. So, I really dont mind him beeing there. That also added some hints of Equestrian language, and written script, comparing to human, nice touch ^^
Story - (MAJOR SPOILERS HERE)
This premise was awesome! And, I think I'll call it kind of original from what I've read around here. The enemy beeing matter, and later, the basing of the world Equestria, interesting. And, in all of this storyline, you were able to throw in glimpses of "science", ex, what spirits are, how they work, and some theories on magic. Also, theories about the Sun and Moon - interesting small details there
The story itself was catching, I always kept wondering what would happen next, so many scenarios could unfurl, and, most of the time, what happened wasn't anything I was expecting, heh.
I've read a few fics where there is something turning the peaceful land of Equestria into an battlefield, but, not yet have I read something that had an enemy like this, and that handles the implications of an enemy in Equestria like this. I mean, after the middle of the fic, when Twi was getting her revalations, the enemies were turned. Twi was left with pretty much just enemies, and, then joined the earlier "evil" side. The line between what the "evil" was and wasn't was kept unclear to the reader here, not knowing enough about the ash and harmony, gave an exciting bit of uncertanity how the story would proceed.
Also, creds on originality with the Windigo-Twilight-thingy, that was an interesting addition and turnpoint :)
Other thoughts
I'm still a bit stunned after reading this, it was a very great story, and written with the right amount of detail, no matter whether the detail was about random pillow-fights or thoughts about survival, it was all greatly presented.
So, ending this complimenting comment, heh, simply: Great work with this fic, it was really a great read
Thanks for writing it and for putting it up for everyone to enjoy.
Good luck with whatever you decide to do next ^^
Liked, Faved and Watching you
M
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Oh my, now my cheeks are burning.
Many thanks for your review / comments! This was indeed my first serious attempt at fanfic. I've done a horrible self-insertish and mary-sueish monstrosity on an unrelated topic way, way back, but that was so long ago that this was essentially a fresh start.
I can see why a reader could be unsatisfied with Welder's part in the story or feel it unnecessary. I certainly feel that he's pivotal to events despite his sparse appearances, but that's not drawn from any particularly well-founded rationale. He probably could be edited out, but I'd have great difficulty doing that. The Spinners, for example, are much more easily removed, and I'd hesitate to do even that.
I didn't know writing could be addictive... I'm definitely feeling withdrawal right now. You're not helping either!
I am not please with welder's ending...
There needs to be a tWINdigo group.... I'll make it :D
This fic needs to go in such a thing.
New group for posting. Windigo Twilight.
Twindigo
Your story is relevant, could you please add your story to this group, if you don't mind?
1981342
Sure, I don't mind.
1981360
There needs to be more Twindigo, It is such a unique concept! I think It's awesome!!!
Also, thanks!
1981375
There's potential for more, sure enough. We haven't seen much except the one legend in the one episode about windigos, so how they are handled is pretty much up to the author. I could see several different stories unfold around the concept.
Excellent story! One of the few I found early enough to enjoy it being written from start to finish. I greatly look forward to your next one :)
This is definitely in my book of favorites on here. You did a great job with it, thank you for the read.
Holy shit! This story was crazy and all over the place, but concise and well done at the same time. Good stuff, i wish i could give more likes
i made a huge mistake waiting so long to read this story.
When I read the title "The creature" I kinda expected him to have more influence in the story, other then just "trying to learn their language", that kinda had my bummed a little out once I finished the story, all in all it felt like he didn't even "need" to be in the story, other then one scene, then the rest of the time, he just felt... blank? just like he didn't even fit into the story properly, but then again thats just my opinion.
Because I personally would have like him to have more influence on the story, or at least had been more influential and integrated into the story over all.
There were a lot of scenes where he could have had more dept in.
But other then that I kinda enjoyed the story over all.
Especially that there were so much detail into most of the scenes, I really enjoyed that.
Can somepony write me a TL;DR version of this 'fic as a reply comment? That would be great. (Even if I am lazy with this.)
And "Prophet Fulcrum" sounds a whole lot like Surak from Star Trek. (From what I have been reading.)
This is an amazing story, and it had me truly captivated all the way through. The only error worth mentioning is that Welder, unlike the title implies, was really just a background character.
With that out of the way, I was quite enthralled by the character portrayal and how everything played out. All the elements were executed perfectly. When I think back to the beginning of the story, I always become dumbstruck once again at how things escalated from point A to point B.
While calling this work of art merely astounding seems like an unjust understatement, I cannot think of any words to better describe it. Thank you for writing such an amazing story, and I hope to see more from you in the future.
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In light of your and others' comments I've decided to change the story title.
Welder occupies an odd space in my story in that most of the events in it happen around or because of him rather than to him, sort of like the presenter at a circus.
I did not expect to enjoy this as much as I did. You were very creative in your plot, and I liked this very much. Props to you, have a favorite!
Whoa, even after a re-read, this was a great ride, heh.
This fic's story is captivating. Reading and following what's going on, and guessing what will happen next, is exciting, especially in a world like this. Yes, sure, I've read it once before, and yes, I remembered more or less what happened; But the detail. The how's? and why's? are pretty complex in this fic.
Something that stunned me during the reread, was the ideas for the pony world. Last time reading, I don't think I really grasped your explanations of how their world is linked by spirits, and how the two harmonies can be seen as almighty sapient beeings (if that's the right word), kind of at least.
How we got to follow Twi' learning about this herself, and not really knowing much more than she did made the urge to continue reading even more noticeable, heh. What I mean is, it's Twilight we are talking about, she'll want to read up on this stuff, the questions were when and how.
I've once left you a long-ish comment on what I thought about the characters and story itself, and I think I kind of stand by that comment, eventhough that a reread now (especially after more time around here), gave me more view into the universe you have created.
The details, as mentioned before, are sometimes stunning. You have explained how Celestia's sun is a weightless portal, how the Earth met it's doom by going through broken space-time (or something alike?), how ponies got their magic and how the magic itself works. How Equestria is ruled, by which magic, and why the ponies were so accepting and didn't question what was going on around them.
Then you took these latter points, shredded them to pieces, and made a try to create a new better world.
In the end, this is a great read!
Thanks for writing this and putting it up for everyone to enjoy!
M
Oh, and, you asked for someone checking for punctuation and stuff in your fics a while ago. Heh, that blog post actually was what made me put this on my read-later again, so that I would re-read it, error-checking or not. Um, I'm not very good at grammar, but I've tried keeping my eyes open for punctuation and inconsistent capitalization and such. Would you like such a list as a PM?
Random screenshot of what's formatted so far.
No offence and stuff, I just tend to try doing this for fics I enjoy and re-read.
3364484
Thank you again! Knowing people enjoy my stories always makes me happy.
As for the PM offer, why on earth would I ever be offended? I'm delighted that someone would lend me a second perspective! Please, by all means message me about corrections!
3364524 Ok, added in a screenshot in the comment, I'm on formatting it for FiMFiction at this moment, because it's a .txt file with pointers and no formatting whatsoever, haha.
I'll send you a PM when I'm done then!
Read this in two days. Pretty good story, although I'm still bummed out that The Creature will grow up to be alone, the last of his race.
How the hell isn't this more popular..? O.o 340 Thumbs ups and 3,237 views... That's just... This is one of the best damned things I've ever read on FimFiction
and the site also needs more Windigo Twilight, its right up there with Changeling Twilight in my book, absolutely awesome 
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Aww, you're making me blush.
The 'lack' of readers is probably my own fault, through a lack of any kind of self-promotion -I don't answer most comments, I don't thank people for faves (which seems to be a popular thing to do) and I don't talk much about my stories in general - but I really, really can't complain about the numbers.
Three thousand plus readers found this story, most likely through word of mouth - or they clicked on it that one time it was featured - and one in ten was moved enough to click a thumb. Of those that did, the overwhelming majority signal their approval.
That gladdens me immensely! This story has entertained people to a far greater extent than what I expected.
3705028 well... I do believe that should be changed. I'm adding this to one of my top favorite lists and maybe do a blog post to promote it if that's alright with you of course
3705660
It's perfectly alright with me!
3705755 hehehe
then it shall be done
*Sighs with relief*
You know, when I was having a bitch all time trying to find this in my favorites section, I was terrified you had removed it for whatever reason.
This story was amazing and an Epic (not the slang meaning, but it's historical meaning) all its own.
Though I really wish you'd expand on the human's story post rebirth, I can't fault you for leaving something amazing as is.
Looking forward to re-reading this soon!
Every time I see this story somewhere I'm like - "meh".
Mainly because I don't like the dark tag, but also because of the description, somewhat.
Wow. After having this sit in my Read Later folder for years, I finally decided on a whim to pick it up and read... and I'm so blown away that I regret having not done it sooner. I binged through this entire story in just two and a half days because I found it impossible to put down, and I'm still digesting it, but I've got to share my thoughts.
I think that this story is absolutely fantastic. Between the mystery and intrigue, the dark-but-not-too-dark atmosphere, the awesome action in the later chapters, interesting narrative and satisfying conclusion, this was an awesome ride from start to finish. I really enjoyed the way you portrayed Twilight's character arc here. Looking back towards the beginning of the fic now that I've finished the ending, the story really "went somewhere" if that makes any sense. As I said before, I couldn't put this down, and the events within left me at the edge of my seat on numerous occasions. In a way, I am reminded of an old favorite, The Immortal Game. It's not often that I find stories which pull me in that well, so thank you for reminding me that this website still holds gems just waiting to be discovered.
I'm not the first to express similar thoughts, but I just can't help but say that this story truly deserves more views/likes! To me at least, this fic was a gleaming gem of quality far above what its humble rating would imply. Thank you for such a great read!
The bunch of notifications about favourites I got today is a very nice surprise, and I am glad this Fey Mood -spawned story of mine still can entertain. Hello, all new readers; hope you enjoy my first foray into pony fanfic. I know; it's imperfect, but that just makes me happier that you are here, reading these words and appreciating them.
Jesus christ, this story is mind blowing. I spent 7-8 hours reading this, and I have to say it's in my top 5 stories I've ever read in my 6 years in the fandom.
I literally just finished the story as I'm writing this, so I don't know of any continuations in this story.
I admit, I came here because I saw a picture of a windigo Twilight that was said to be a part of the story. Am I wrong? I won't judge the story either way. Just curious.
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Yes, there's a Twindigo in this story. That' something of a spoiler, but hey, if the pic drew you here then I can't complain and hope you enjoy the story.
This story was amazing, well-written, and engaging. You should be proud of yourself.
You can has review!
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Thanks!