Chain of Dreams, Chapter 2Crisp fresh air, cool wind brushing past her mane and the feel of hard packed dirt beneath her hooves was all Gold Star needed to feel as alive as she did on her daily run through the forest. Seasonal song birds accompanied her with a choir of heartfelt tunes and the rhythmic churning of gears and compressed exhaust from her mechanical leg tapped in beat with her heart. Today was a good day, in Gold’s opinion, and knowing that there was still a couple more miles left for her run was all the motivation she needed to keep up her pace.The next mile was a favorite of hers; a path that ran along the edge of the Everfree forest and just outside the town of Ponyville. Gold always loved this part because there was a fork up ahead that she could take either through the heart of Ponyville where even after living in the small quiet town for the past couple of years, she always liked how there was something new to discover every day, or go beyond toward Whitetail Woods. Running through that
Chain of Dreams, Chapter 1What a lovely day this should’ve been...With a mental sigh that accompanied that thought, a mare boarded the express train scheduled to leave Canterlot: a city she had called ‘home’ since the early years of her life. It was quite the lovely day with a gentle breeze that swept her mane and coat and wrapped them around her slender form every once and awhile; the kind of breeze that would lessen the heat of the rising noon sun. It was a day that should have promised joy and fun for every citizen of this city... but not for her.She had stood upon the platform for as long as she can afford to prolong the inevitable; checking, double checking, and even triple-checking to find any excuse that would keep her in the grand city of Canterlot but the steam whistle, that signaled the train’s readiness to move, made up her mind and forced her, though still reluctantly, to find her cart and settle for the journey.She was leaving everything she ever knew behind but sh
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I'm an AbsolutionUtter confusion Complete blackThen blinding whiteA swell of colors that each defy each otherCreating such a haze that none understandIn amongst all this, here I amTrying to find a way outCraving clarityBut knowing it is a useless hopeIn all the turmoilIt is hard to trustNo one is definiteFacts are mere opinionsThe only way to survive Is to be cunning, ruthless, and trust only one entityMyselfFor in all the confusion, I'm an absolution