A cold fire deformed what we thought we knew
Many years ago, on my very first day on Earth, I was born. Two decades later I celebrated my twentieth birthday, and then I had a glass of water.
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Just an adventure/mystery fanfiction-writing brony from the state of Vermont who hopes that you enjoy his work.
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I write lots and lots of horse words; everything from comedy to drama. If you like what I write, please support me on Patreon.
A fan-fiction author and game programmer that lives in Glendale, CA.