A man is driving home, thinking about beating his wife. Along the way, he passes a turtle. I am that turtle.
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”
A Little Nonsense Now And Then Is Relished By The Wisest Men.
Greetings, I am Merlos the Mad. I am a dabbler of both words and wizardry in my free time. I also invite you all to partake in my musings. Take care though, as they are the product of a madman.
Be kind. For everyone you meet, life is a hard battle.
Story teller at heart. I like to examine the unusual. I spend too much time being 'reasonable'. I write to play, and hope others enjoy the results.
Writer/Artist who's been active since the inception of the fandom.
Someone who needs to write far more than they currently do! x.x
My favorites are cute things and video games! Praying for a cuter future!
Hi! I'm some guy who flails at a keyboard and then suddenly has popular changeling fanfiction. If anybody finds out how I did it, please tell me.
Like what I do? Leave a comment! All writers love comments!
Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
Author, former Royal Canterlot Library curator, and the (retired) reviewer at One Man's Pony Ramblings.
A thirtysomething Brony from Pennsylvania with a library degree. I also have a Patreon.
Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.
I do things for the internet, sometimes unspeakable things, most of the time just editing for pony stories though.
Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.
Cloudy writes stories. Cloudy likes it when ponies like each other maybe a little too much and sometimes end up in love. Cloudy writes stories about these things, often.
Stories about ponies are stories about people.