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Fears.

Everyone has them. You might cringe or giggle at the ghosties but they are there.
I have a bunch of fears but I am functional.

Well, at least more functional than Adrian Monk.
That guy is afraid of milk.

I will share one with you. I am afraid of the Dark. The psychologists call it "Nyctophobia".
www.msn.com/en-us/health/welln…

Seriously, I can't sleep in a totally dark room. I would just freak out.

When I went on a business trip to Atlanta, the room was pitch dark at night. I had to keep the bathroom light on, and keep the door cracked for some light.

Lucky for me, there are streetlamps outside at home so I get enough light. My computer's motherboard actually glows bright enough too.

I also can't walk by a totally dark room without looking in or closing the door. There is a voice inside that whispers,"Take a peek, maybe you will see something." I would like to ignore that voice, but I just have to look.

That is the other part, the fascination. I want to see if there is something looking back. Thank goodness, I don't see anything. This also covers my interest in empty dark storefronts, dark areas under bridges and other places.

Do you have a fear and fascination with the Dark?
Please share.

Gleaner Chronicles

Chapter 7

Equestria
Near the Shatterleg Wastes

After everypony was up, Far briefed them about the next part of the trip.

“Drink up, if we get through, we will get more water later. The Searing Flats are next. It’s flat which is good for galloping. It’s also hot, which is not so good for galloping but you must keep going. Somehow, the sun in this area is really very intense and hot. Do not stop. If you stop, we will never see you again,” Far said and looked away.

He remembered a dear friend that did not make it. Far looked back. A few minutes later, the group started galloping.

After an hour of galloping, they could see the bright white edge of the Searing Flats. Margot could not see any details in the brightness. With a gasp of surprise, she entered the area. It felt like running in an oven. Nothing to see but a blue white haze. Nothing to feel but the hammer blows of heat from the sun. Margot focused her will to keep running.

A few minutes later, her breath started to rasp in her overheated lungs. It was getting harder for her to breathe and concentrate. Her mouth felt like it was full of cotton. Just when she thought her body was going to collapse, Margot broke through to cooler air.

Everypony else was looking at her.

“We were wondering if you were going to make it,” Far said with a smile.

The group continued to canter north.

In the distance, Margot could see a strange cloud like object in the pale blue sky. It seemed to be made of white sharp edges like a bunch of floating knives.

“What is that?” She asked and pointed with her right forehoof.

Far’s ears drooped. ”That is Skyshriek Tumult, home of the shriekers, gleaner made creatures that could deafen and or slash a pony to ribbons. Before the Gleaners, it was a place called Cloudsdale, home of most of Equestria’s pegasi and other flying creatures. I lost a lot of friends here when the shriekers came. The Shrieker King, Slashwing, rules the Tumult now.”

“My condolences Far,” Skybreeze said.

There was a short pause while Skybreeze and Far gazed at each other.

Scootaloo tried to cough discreetly but it sounded like she was saying “letsgetonwithitalready.”

Margot tried not to laugh as Skybreeze and Far looked away from each other with embarrassed looks on their faces.

Far looked at his friends. “OK, lets keep going.”

The group walked into a silent forest of trees that looked like they had been torn apart. Jagged stumps thrust from the ground littered with sharp pieces of wood.

“Nga'Devro wonders what happened here?” Nga'Devro asked while looking at the devastation.

“Slashwing does not like ponies hiding in the forest and spying on his kingdom. He had his minions level the forest here. I heard that from some ponies that used to live nearby. They ended up having to go to Lower Canterlot,” Far replied.

To Margot, this seemed to be a place of death. There was just mud, no grass on the ground. All of the birds and animals were gone. The Gleaners must be very powerful to cause this much damage. How will I deal with such power and malice?

While they trotted through the silent forest, Margot walked up to Skybreeze.

“Why do you hate Changelings?” Margot asked.

Skybreeze looked to the left for a second,”They killed two friends of mine. One died quick, drained of emotion. The other one died slowly and in great fear. I felt his heart quicken and then slow and stop in my hooves.”

“My apologies. I do not know why they attacked my world,” Margot stated.

“They probably wanted the emotions from the ponies in your world,” Skybreeze explained.

Margot wanted to explain that there were humans in her world but she decided not to say anything.

The ponies trudged through the sticky brown mud while the mournful wind blew through the shredded trees. When they left the forest behind, Far called a rest break.

“We are so close, by night we should be in Lower Canterlot,” Far said.

That put a weary smile on everypony’s face.

After two hours of cantering, Margot could see the outline of Lower Canterlot as well as the dark purple hills of the Unicorn Range. They were getting close. Maybe I can get a bed, food and a safe place to get my powers back?

As the ponies moved from a canter to a gallop, Margot could hear sounds of combat and see multi colored flashes of magic. Is Lower Canterlot going to still be there? A bright green glow in front of the group made the ponies stop galloping.

A dark green Alicorn appeared in front of them. Its black and green crown had green sparkles sliding inside. The unknown creature’s eyes and mouth were dark voids.

The group gaped in surprise at the Alicorn in front of them.

A voice cold as Winter addressed them,”Bow to me, for I am Empress RazorHoof!”

Margot gazed at the green creature in front of her, the Empress was not the color of natural growing things. She was the color of poison and things that rot in darkness and despair.

So, this is the owner of the voice in my dream this morning. This creature looks powerful, I could really use some help.

A green light flickered on Empress Razorhoof’s horn as she whispered quietly, “Your friends are gone.”

When Margot looked back at her friends, she got a shock. They were gone! Dismay filled her heart.

A quick, fearful glance ahead showed that the Empress had a smile colder than the edges of sharp knives.

“My enemies think that you and another can stop me. I laugh at their weak attempts to prevent my reign!” The Empress said.

Margot scraped together some courage. It was hard to do. If she had some spells, even low level ones, she could do something better than look determined. Still, she had to make an attempt, maybe the Empress will make a mistake that Margot could take advantage of.

“Where are my friends? What did you do to them?” Margot asked angrily.

The Empress gave Margot a condescending smile. “I have such plans for you. It will hurt a bit, well, really it will hurt a lot, but what do I care? I won’t be the one in pain. Come along and lets get this done. You shall help me crush the ponies here and then the humans on Earth.”

Margot dug her hooves into the ground and snarled. “Where are my friends?”

“Your friends?” The Empress said with a laugh. Her laugh sounded more like glass being cut. No mirth in it at all. Just a painful ear hurting sound. “You consider that rag tag group of miscreants friends? If I were you, I would be more careful with my choice of friends.” The Empress said.

Margot narrowed her eyes.

The Empress whispered, “This is the truth.”  A green spark flew from her horn and floated between them. Then it expanded into a green tinged image of the area outside the Searing Flats.

Margot remembered the area, it was right before she came through the Searing Flats. All of the ponies were there resting.

Scootaloo looked around and complained. “How long do we have to wait for that weak pony?”

Sweetie Belle shrugged. “Maybe she lost her way and is not coming out?”

Scootaloo grimaced. “No way! She owes us for the loss of Golden Harvest.”

Far looked up at the sky to see the position of the sun. “We will wait for a few more hours.”

“Nga'Devro is surprised at your generosity. If she was in the Hive, she would have been left outside to die already. Useless drones are not needed,” The changeling said and stamped a hoof for emphasis.

“Nah, I will wait a bit longer so its easier to say that I waited. I did the right thing but she did not make it,” Far replied.

“Well, I for one will be glad when that sorry excuse of a pink unicorn is out of our manes,” Skybreeze said with her nose in the air.

The comments from her friends hurt Margot’s feelings but she waved her right forehoof at the image as if to sweep it away.

“No, I have more fun things to show you,” The Empress said in a mock serious tone of voice.

The scene changed to one with her boyfriend, Brad Davis and another woman in a restaurant. They started a slow passionate kiss that seemed to take hours.

We used to kiss like that. Who is that woman?

“Do you see it now? Poor Margot, you are alone and powerless. Join with me and I will give you as much power as you desire,” The Empress purred in a voice smooth as a silken noose. The horrible creature tried to sound sympathetic and caring but it was as real as a plastic bit.

Margot was too deep in her thoughts of betrayal and hurt to hear anything. After a few minutes, she looked at the grinning Empress. “No! No! I won’t believe it. Its all lies!”

“Go ahead! Run at me in anger. You will get knocked back and hurt your leg.”

In her anger, Margot ran at the Empress but a green bolt of magic knocked her back. Margot landed badly and her left hind leg snapped like a twig. Pain shot up her leg.

“The pain is real, feel it. It hurts so bad! You will fall onto the ground.”

“Oh my, I see that you have hurt yourself,” The Empress said with an air of boredom.

The pain was so bad Margot fell onto the ground. She raised her head despite the pain. “I will not surrender to you or your lies!”

There was no pity in those dark holes that the Empress had for eyes.

“Poor Margot. All alone,” The Empress said and then she vanished in a blaze of greenish black.

“Your leg hurts so bad that you can’t get to your supplies.”

Margot breathed a sigh of relief but it was short lived. [i]How am I going to survive in the middle of nowhere with a broken leg and no supplies. Wait, I have supplies.[/i] She tried to get up but the pain in her leg was just too much. That meant that she could not get to her supplies.

“You are in the wasteland all alone.”

A feeling of isolation started to creep in. Margot remembered that she had seen approaching creatures and tents in the distance. She looked into the distance.

Nothing but long abandoned ruins met her gaze. There were no approaching creatures to help her. Margot began to worry that she would die of thirst but then she remembered that she could do a Synchronization Ritual.

“You do not have any magic. You just dreamed that.”

Once she had her magic synced to this world, water and food could be conjured up, and her leg would be healed. Margot tried to focus on her magic but it did not seem to exist. She remembered casting spells but it was so hazy almost dreamlike. Wait, I know I can do magic. I have done it before when I was human.

“You are Gray Glimmer, a powerless unicorn pony. Accept this. Do not fight. Then you will need my help.”

Margot went through her memories, for some reason, they only consisted of her life in Ponyville. She was Gray Glimmer, a unicorn pony that barely had any magic. Even the most low level spells were too hard for her. All of her memories about working for Dcore and being human were fading like fog in bright sunshine.

Who am I? I am Margot? No, my name is Gray Glimmer. No, that does not feel right.

Gray Glimmer awoke on the cold ground and wondered about the strange dream she had. Parts of it were fading from her memory. Somehow she had had been dreaming that she was a human with magical powers. Gray thought this was one of the strangest dreams she had ever had.

A voice as warm as a ray of light on a cold day whispered, “See the Truth.”

The new voice that entered Margot’s mind was familiar to the Empress. “Stop your futile meddling, this world will be mine!”

Margot struggled inside of Gray Glimmer’s mind. It was like trying to climb out of a deep dark pit. She just had to keep fighting against the pull of the pony’s fear and sadness. The feeling of being isolated grew worse. It was like they were a hundred or now a thousand miles away from anyone that could help.

She was going to die millions of miles away from anypony that could help. Something about the despair filling Gray Glimmer’s heart did not feel right to Margot. What did that voice say? Look for the Truth? What is the Truth?

”You are a dying crippled pony in the wasteland. Call to me and accept my offer of power.”

For a few moments, she was a crippled dying unicorn pony out in a cold dark wasteland while shadows crept closer like hungry wolves but then something flashed. Margot reached for it like a drowning man reaches for a life preserver.

Flash, she remembered her first kiss with Brad.

Flash, she remembered flying over the Sekar Mountains in dragon form. The warm winds lifting her black leathery wings.

Flash, flash, flash. More memories came back to her. Now, she remembered that she did not work alone. There was always a support team even on tough missions. The flashes slowed down as Margot remembered who she was.

“Your thoughts are lies!”

Certainty filled Margot’s mind. She was not Gray Glimmer, She was Margot Summerholt!

Margot gasped as a Vision filled her mind.

The Vision flew to the West into a tangled forest full of pain. A yellow pegasus mare with teal colored eyes and pink mane and tail languished inside a cell made of twisted branches harder than iron. It seemed that the pony saw her and smiled a little.

Then the Vision flew up from the forest and into a place made of clouds full of screams of fear and anger. A grey pegasus mare with a blonde mane and tail looked at Margot with her crossed golden eyes while she sadly lay in a cell made of clouds.

After that, the Vision flew high up into the sky until the whole of Equestria was spread out below her. Waves of pain and defiance streamed from the tortured land. I can’t give up now, I have to help with whatever I have.

Margot found herself lying on the ground in front of a pink unicorn with a dirty blonde mane and tail. Its black hate filled eyes gave a clue who she really was.

The pink unicorn changed into Empress Razorhoof.

Margot faced her enemy bravely. “No more tricks!”

The Empress was surprised and took a faltering step back.

Margot struggled to her hooves, she was expecting her broken leg to hurt but there was no pain. She galloped toward the Empress filled with righteous anger while spitting words like bullets.

“You are an Enchantress. One who messes with other’s minds. NO MORE TRICKS!” Margot screamed when she was right next to the Empress.

Everything faded into a fog of poisonous green. Then the green was swept away by a blue that was bright as a cheerful shout.

There she was, standing on the dusty plain, just a short gallop away from Lower Canterlot. It seemed that the battle there was done. Blue and white flags flew bravely from tents. Help in the shape of ponies and other creatures was approaching quickly.

Empress Razorhoof looked into Margot’s eyes with fear. Margot broke eye contact to check on her friends. They were right behind her ready for battle. The sound of approaching allies also reached Margot’s ears. She looked back at the Empress.

“Nice try but my friends and I will come for you. We will cast you and your works down!” Margot said with determination.

The Empress recovered her composure with a sneer. “It matters not, I shall have this world and Earth too. Your pitiful attempts to delay the inevitable will amuse me,” The Empress said and faded away in a blaze of green.

The group turned and faced the oncoming armies of ponies, Changelings, Griffons and Diamond Dogs. Lower Canterlot was just a short trot away. Soon, I will be able to speak to the Prophetess, Margot thought. Going home can wait a bit. 

Unbearable by sevenofeleven
Unbearable
Jemmy was told that the Teddy Bears had their picnic in a private part of the woods. To her chagrin, she learned that the bears cared a great deal about their privacy.
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Gleaner Chronicles

Chapter 6


Equestria

Shatterleg Wastes


Margot slowly returned to reality while voices wondered about her condition. Her head pounded like it was a drum at a Maredeth concert.

“Was she drained?” Skybreeze asked with concern.

“No, she hit her head on a rock,” Far replied.

“Nga'Devro wonders about all of that blood,” Nga'Devro said with a queasy voice.

When she opened her eyes, Margot could see ponies looking down at her. Shame rolled through her heart. Damn, I just wanted to help, now I look even more helpless.

Far used some of his water to wash some of the blood out of Margot’s fur.

Apple Bloom walked up to Margot and put her hoof near her head wound. A blue glow flowed from her left forehoof. Margot’s pain faded away.

”Thank you,” Margot said with gratitude.

Apple Bloom just bowed.

“What happened?” Margot asked when she managed to push her feelings of failure away.

“We destroyed the Remnants,” Skybreeze stated.

“You should have seen it Mahgot! Me and mah friends were granted Oonte’s Grace to give the Remnants peace,” Apple Bloom said with a smile, then she covered her mouth when she yawned.

Margot watched as Apple Bloom slowly trotted next to Scootaloo and lied down in the grass to rest.

“Nga'Devro is amazed at the bravery of those fillies, though I could see them getting into a situation that could be fatal for them,” Nga'Devro said with admiration.

Margot shakily got up and followed Far as he walked over to the supply cart. She did not miss the sight of the SHC lying on the ground resting. They deserve their rest. Margot turned her attention to the supply cart.

The sun bleached wood of the supply cart looked like it had been in the desert for years. Ropes that looked sturdy now looked like they would turn into beige dust if Margot touched them.

Skybreeze used her telekinesis to open a food bag. The stink of dry rotted grain hit their noses.

“Manure!” Far cursed.

Skybreeze nodded yes then she opened a barrel of water. What was supposed to be warm water was now a rancid substance nopony wanted to see or smell.

“I am sorry that I risked all of your lives for this useless stuff,” Far said with regret.

“Well, I did not agree with you but at least we know what happened to the caravan and the supplies,” Skybreeze said.

“Nga'Devro thinks that we should be leaving this place soon,” Nga'Devro said while looking at the dead gray brown ponies.

“We are ready to go!” Apple Bloom said as she and her cohorts walked up.

Far looked at the dead ponies and wondered if he should do something. It did not seem right to just leave bodies of ponies lying around. They were someone’s friends and or relatives.

“Skybreeze-” Far started to ask her to deal with the dead.

“I understand,” Skybreeze said as she prepared a fire spell to burn the bodies.

Scootaloo glanced at the Remnants. “Don’t worry, we have given them peace. Whatever made these things ponies is long gone.”

The group left as the dead ponies and the tainted supplies burned behind them. A plume of black smoke climbed into the darkening sky.

Margot did not say anything while her hooves tromped mechanically over the grey brown ground. She was still struggling with feeling so inept. Normally when she was human, she was competent. Now, Margot felt like a princess in a videogame, useless except as a trophy.

Far led them to the edge of the Shatterleg Wastes. The moon was rising in the dark blue sky when they climbed out of the crater. When they got a few miles away, the tired ponies did not bother with stories. Far picked a sentry and went to sleep while the stars silently turned in the night sky above them.

Margot’s Dream

The Starbucks on East 43rd Street and Fifth Avenue was filled with ponies. Some of them were using their laptops while others were chatting at tables. Margot glanced out the windows and just saw a desert wasteland. Nothing but featureless grey brown sand burning under a black sun for miles. She did not think it made sense that this wasteland was outside, Margot was sure she was in Manhattan then again this was a dream.

A nagging doubt whispered maybe it was not exactly a dream. She was so into her thoughts, she did not notice that she was not sitting at a table alone.

“Be of good cheer!” somepony said.

“Who are you?” Margot asked when she turned to look at who was sitting at the table with her.

On her left, was a dark blue unicorn with wings. Her light blue mane sparkled like little stars were trapped inside and it moved slowly like a breeze was blowing into her face. There was some jollity but there was a lot of tiredness too in the light blue eyes that returned Margot’s gaze. A Starbuck’s medium cup with a straw was surrounded by a blue glow that made it float in front of her. Every few minutes, the straw would move to the pony’s mouth and she would take a sip. A black crown lay on the table.

“My name is Luna and I am an alicorn princess,” Luna replied.

Margot looked down at her reflection on the shiny brown wooden table. A unicorn pony with dirty blonde hair, pink fur, grey eyes sadly returned her gaze.

“Gather up your courage, soon you will be in Lower Canterlot and we will talk again,” Luna said.

A cold cutting wind blew through the store. The busy happy ponies started to scream and groan. Margot watched with fear as the pony’s bright colors faded to grayish brown. Their eyes went dead and then filled with a poisonous green glow.

A sharp and cold voice said, “We shall talk too.”

An armored hoof touched her face gently and Margot looked back at Luna.

“Courage,” she whispered.

Waking

Margot woke with a gasp. A quick look around showed that it was getting close to dawn, the east was brightening. She watched the sleeping ponies as the sun rose. While she stood guard, the strange dream replayed itself in her mind. Margot was not looking forward to meeting the owner of the cold voice. She just knew there was going to be a lot she was not going to like today.

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Aaron Weaver
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  • Listening to: Feral: Hungry
  • Reading: Game of Drones: Unsanctioned Flights
  • Watching: Skanky Hollow: Whore of Babylon
  • Playing: Army of Moo
  • Eating: Pomeranian Frites
  • Drinking: AppleJack Daniel's sipping sider
Fears.

Everyone has them. You might cringe or giggle at the ghosties but they are there.
I have a bunch of fears but I am functional.

Well, at least more functional than Adrian Monk.
That guy is afraid of milk.

I will share one with you. I am afraid of the Dark. The psychologists call it "Nyctophobia".
www.msn.com/en-us/health/welln…

Seriously, I can't sleep in a totally dark room. I would just freak out.

When I went on a business trip to Atlanta, the room was pitch dark at night. I had to keep the bathroom light on, and keep the door cracked for some light.

Lucky for me, there are streetlamps outside at home so I get enough light. My computer's motherboard actually glows bright enough too.

I also can't walk by a totally dark room without looking in or closing the door. There is a voice inside that whispers,"Take a peek, maybe you will see something." I would like to ignore that voice, but I just have to look.

That is the other part, the fascination. I want to see if there is something looking back. Thank goodness, I don't see anything. This also covers my interest in empty dark storefronts, dark areas under bridges and other places.

Do you have a fear and fascination with the Dark?
Please share.

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Did you get that last note I sent you?
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Yes and I replied.
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I don't get The Hub so I have to get the episode another way. Like last season, I will wait for ten episodes before I get them.

I have been working and I have not been writing.
I will go over your last story.
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I was just making sure that you weren't sick or anything. Didn't mean to intrude.
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No problem.
I was just busy, now things are slower and I have more free time.
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I've posted a journal about possibly becoming a professional deviantart editor, and I would really appreciate your input if you have the time.
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Here is a new idea and direction I'm experimenting with taking my Dinner for Changelings fan fic oceanrailroader.deviantart.com… and oceanrailroader.deviantart.com…

I'm trying to add a dark back around to the crew members along with the cruise ship the Seas Pride. The idea is that while Canterlot was undefended and the ponies put up a crappy fight angst the Changelings. The main characters along with the cruise ship take out there building up rage on Queen Chrysalis.

This was the song that gave me the idea www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCrN0n…
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Happy New Year.
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