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Cold in Gardez

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The World is Filled with Monsters

Vermilion didn’t join the Guard to be a hero. He just wanted to escape the farm and his old, boring life.

But now it seems he may have no choice – his unit is being sent to Hollow Shades, a tiny hamlet hidden in the depths of an endless forest, to fight monsters on behalf of Luna and Celestia. When the mission turns into a disaster and the town is lost, Vermilion finds himself at the forefront of an unexpected war, with all of Equestria at stake.

A new dark age has begun. Heroes must be found to guard the flickering lights of civilization. And Vermilion and his friends will discover that monsters are the least of their worries.

Set in the years before Nightmare Moon’s banishment, The World is Filled with Monsters follows a young hero and his friends as they struggle to protect a newfound nation – and discover the cost of greatness.

Two hundred years ago, an American president said it was not America's mission to journey abroad in search of monsters to destroy. America would offer moral support to the world's fight for liberty, but we would not crusade on its behalf.

We haven't always lived up to that ideal. The past fifteen years of my life have been consumed by the fight against what John Quincy Adams would have called monsters. They've been on my mind quite a bit lately.

So, like most things on my mind, I decided to write a story about it. With ponies because, you know, I'm me.


Love Poison No. 9 · 2:04pm July 31st

“...and it was in that vital moment Ginger Gypsy realized her mask, the carefully schooled edifice of flesh and bone that she had trained for years to guard the secrets of her heart, had at last betrayed her. That those were tears leaving hot trails down her cheeks; that her lips, so long practiced to sneer in derision, now curled in pain. ‘Goodbye,’ she whispered, though she knew Buttercup had long passed beyond the sound of her voice. ‘Goodbye.’”

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Ach, why was I not following you? I blame the Russian hackers.


Sounds like something on the cover of a 1960s sci-fi novel.

I dreamt we collabed on a 12 panel semi-abstract landscape painting.

Hey, you're good. We're friends now.

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