I type stories using my hands

"The changeling looked at the foal much like a space explorer would look at an alien life form. He resisted the urge to prod it." - Flitter

I'm The Sentient Cloud, a now-retired fanfiction writer from New Zealand. If you're looking at this, then you've probably already found your way to either "The Piano Man" or "Those Who Came Before".

Woooo CHAOS

* EQD Blogpony * Best Author nominee: 2013 Pony Awards * Thirteen time featured writer on Equestria Daily * Panelist: Ponycon AU 2014/2015, Salvagecon, and Alicon 2018/2019.

Beneath the microscope, you contain galaxies.

If a tire was on fire during a blizzard, would you stay close to it and keep warm, or run from the awful smell?

There and back again.

“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.” (The Magician's Nephew)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfDbWuUw5uY&feature=share&list=PL4QlcCPqZ1YWolgi_YX0A25t-rX6SLWoN&index=101

I enjoy a good read. Simple as that.

5'10" Blond, Pale and wearing black pants.

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To emerge from a cocoon, transformed

You know that kid that always sat in the corner and was usually quiet, but whenever he talked it was either the most hilarious or awkward thing you'd ever heard? I am that kid.

Welcome, my good fellows.

This account is no longer in use. I'm leaving it up so people can read my stuff. If you need to contact me, send an email to dawnfade@gmail.com

I try to write time to time, forgive me for long update times!

I am a guy, and that's about all there is to me.