|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Strange ReunionsI sat in the waiting room, my Wonderbolts flying suit still clung to my body, and I was getting some looks of awe from the other ponies. I was about to go change when Nurse Redheart came out of Patient Ward.
She nodded her head over to me, and I trotted to her. "How is he? Will he be alright?" I asked voice full of concern.
"I have no idea how he survived, and come out with a working brain and spine." She answered, and I let out a sigh of relief, "However," She started grimly, "his ribs were practically shattered, and we have found bits of bone sticking in some organs. He's going to need surgery if he will survive, the doctors are trying to find his medical records, but we don't have a name to run on. Do you know what his name is?"
I tensed up a little bit, I can't tell her that Kuriokaze is in their room! The place would be flooded, I remember when I was injured and the public found out. I was bombarded left and right with fans, and although it pained me to do it, I had to set up
The Fire Inside...Fire All I can see is just fire; I look down on the cliffside and see my home of Ponyville abrupt in flames. The ash completely blocking out the sun, and filling my lungs, and all I can do is sit there and watch it burn. No pony can help, and no pony can do anything, but in a way it was beautiful, it almost felt like curling up by a small fire and letting its warm embrace take you into slumber. Or it was a fire that cleanses the world, ridding everything good and bad alike to start fresh. I sat there calmly both out of fear and admiration; I could feel my real self wanting to get help and try to put it out, but my other half, my fire inside, wanted it to watch it burn until it was down to a small ember.
Inside the fire I could see a shape, and I knew what it was. It was the same pony who I saw in my inner conscience, one completely lacking flesh to be replaced by fire, its eyes were fire, its wings were fire, hooves, tail, mane, and everything except pieces of armor coverin
After the StormCelestia's sun just broke over the horizon as Adomia woke up, his body full of bandaged wounds, and his wings in a temporary splint. Wow, what a night, I looked over at Twilight to see her still sleeping peacefully, a smile crept onto my face, and the memories of last night all came back to me, Oh yeah, our confession.
Looking outside I could see that it was barely dawn, Looks like I got up a little too early Meh, I'll just make some breakfast for the two of us, maybe some eggs or something.
Making sure I had my Hidden Blade on my right foreleg, I quietly trotted my way out of the room, making sure not to wake up a certain sleeping egghead, and went downstairs to a small kitchen off in another room.
As I was cooking Fluttershy decided to interrupt the peace that had taken hold of my mind, "Your making eggs" She said in a shy tone.
Um Yes, I am, is there something wrong with that? I questioned in return.
Revelation in the RainI heard the rain before I could see it, as I woke up from last night's contract, hitting the leaves of the library tree where I was temporarily staying until my new house was finished. I groaned a little bit and pushed myself up with my forelegs, and got myself out of bed. I stretched a little bit to get all the kinks out of my body; however I stopped short when I stretched my sore wings, the pain causing me to grimace. alright, today's the day I figure out why these developments are happening in my body. I told myself, I have a sure feeling that I'll find my answer somewhere in this storm. I headed downstairs.
When I got down there I saw Twilight sitting there with a book I couldn't see the title of. She heard me enter and greeted me warmly, "Good Afternoon Adomia, I'm guessing you had a good sleep?"
"Yeah, got back here pretty late, slept like a rock. But that's normal for me." I replied, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes
I stretched a little bit, but didn't notice I
Concert of UnexpectancyPonyville was experiencing an extremely normal, autumn day, and Twilight Sparkle was having no exception. She was in her library home, studying to her heart's content, but something was nagging at her, and was disturbing her concentration. She groaned and tossed her book over to a pile she had on the floor, she knew she wasn't getting anywhere. Her purple scaly assistant who had just finished cleaning the library after her mess was irritated by this action and said, "Twilight, how the heck am I supposed to keep this place clean, which is caused by YOU by the way, when you keep piling up books on the floor?"
She sighed and said, "Sorry Spike, it's just I get a little frustrated when my mind is so clogged I can't even read books!" there was a little bit of edge to her tone.
"Still on THAT?" Spike replied with a groan, "Look Twilight, if you really love him so much, why don't you admit it?"
She gasped at the words her assistant just said, "Admit it, to him? No way Spike, there's just too
A New Beginning "Adomia " I heard a voice say, almost silent. Then I heard it again, "Adomia Open your eyes."
the voice sounded ghostly, and very scratchy. Hearing it sent a shiver up my spine, wait a second?
A shiver went up my spine? How could it! I don't even have a spine anymore, I'm dead! Gone,
deceased, killed, I don't have a body anymore, do I?
I opened my eyes to see a wooden roof above me, now I have eyes? What strange illusion is this!?
I couldn't process at all what was happening, last time I checked I was dead, so how could I have eyes,
ears, and a spine, am I in some sort of greater plane of existence? I heard some hoofsteps coming
from outside and getting closer, when the door opened I saw a familiar lavender coated mare standing
there with a bowl of a brown liquid on her hoof.
She looked at me and her pupils contrasted. She slowly inched toward me and said, "Adomia ? Are
I recognized this pony, Twilight Sparkle, Celestia's apprentice a
The Death of One Pony pt. 4Fear, something I hadn't felt for a long time, but I was experiencing it right now as Luna pinned me down with her strength aided by magic. Twilight, Rainbow, Applejack, Rarity, and even Pinky who was brought by Luna's guards, all of them, dead, their scarlet blood staining the marble floors, their bodies torn and ripped apart. Soon I would be joining them, I lay there against her hoof, broken, tired, and begging for death. Luna suddenly sliced half of my left foreleg off, and I screamed in agony as the blood started rushing from the wound.
She laughed maniacally and said, "See what happens Adomia! See what happens when you try and resist!" She sliced the other half, and I wondered when my scream faded, why am I not dead?
She kept slicing away until my wings, and my legs were completely gone, blood was gushing out of all the wounds, and mixing with my fallen comrades. My voice was completely gone, as I had used it to much for screaming. She then tossed me away like a toy, and
The Death of One Pony pt. 3I had Twilight pinned to the ground, she was struggling under my grasp, but it was useless, I saw her horn starting to glow a bit, but I put my hoof on her scalp and applied pressure. Instantly, the horn stopped glowing and she stopped struggling. She sighed, and I got off her, she started to trot over to her saddle bags where an open book was waiting.
I walked up to her and said in a playful tone, "Come on Twilight, let's try again I'm sure you'll get me this time."
She didn't turn her attention from the book and said, a little bit frustrated, "you say that every time and every time I do try again you pin me down as usual!"
It's been about two weeks since I convinced the Holders of Harmony to join my cause. Unfortunately Luna's guards have gone back to Canterlot just like I said, and we are unsure why daytime is even still around, but knowing her, I would guess that she wouldn't just take over like that. She would do it silently and slowly, which thankfully gives us some time. I've ma
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
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More