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A pretend penmonkey--the pauper of the pages--with a penchant for the preposterous but perhaps a thin sliver of potential. Please, peruse my parables; you may, perchance, prefer them.
Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.
Why do I write? Because I can't draw! I write mainly as an outlet, and don't take it too seriously. If you like what I write, awesome! If not, that's cool too.
Some British twonk who wrote some horse words I suppose
27, Female, Iowan, College Graduate. Favorite Pony: Celestia. Favorite Not Pony: Discord. Yeah, I like Equestria's Gods, so that's what most my fics are going to be about!
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."