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Pony Trigger 6
Chapter 6: Trial and dragon part III
The mechanical beast gave out a loud roar and stuck its neck high in the air. A blast of fire shot from its open maw, scorching the stone ceiling.
"Run. NOW!" Twilight shouted. The machine roared and lifted it two legs from the floor, the claws now extended straight in front. It then shot out another gout of fire and began to charge down the hall as its wheels moved. The ponies noticed how its tail was letting out even more steam.
The unicorn ran for the door at the other end of the stone hallway, her friends following her. When they made it to the heavy wooden door, Twilight Sparkle tried to push it open but she discovered it was locked. She pounded on it with her hooves. "Open up! Open up! You want the princess Megan to be killed or what?" There was no response.
Twilight Sparkle started to hit the door with her hammer, the tool barely leaving mere dents in it.
Rainbow Dash started to violently slash away at the door with her sword as wood chips sc
Life with Twilight Ch 1So tell me about life. How do you live it? Play video games, go out and hang with friends, get a big honking paycheck and buy lots of shoes? Sounds like fun, really it does. You should consider yourself lucky to live such a life, cause I sure as hell would. Everyday, it's the same old thing; wake up in this crummy old apartment, go to my college classes, spend about twenty hours per week at work, and then come home to do whatever I can until bedtime. Then I wake up and do the same thing the next day.
After mom and dad died, my sister finished college and moved out to California, where she became an overnight success in the field of fashion design. That girl's so rich, I don't even know if she does work anymore. She's been wiring me money from across the country, to help pay for the apartment and the rest of my college tuition. As long as I keep passing my classes, she'll keep providing the support. My other expenses are another matter, which is why I'm working part time. It's really no
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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