ibsosorry submitted:
Heart of Evil
I had dreams of the queen wonders that lived inside the hearts of love and silent treatments of all the elderly that I knew were once whole. I seek the revelations of all that the holy told to the unwise in the dreams of cold embers in sunlight that fade across lakes of black blood and snakes that eat the loaves of children from lamb trees in autumn. Endless suffering is the woe of ignorant men who never lack to seek the depth of their own hearts and only see the wealth of a poor world suffering to flay its own back in knife wounds of silver and brutal gladness. The nightmare is a dream to the nameless slug that wanders across minefield and the remains of deer and kings. Nightshade is shadows in all honest blinks that sort through the bile of newborn plagues, instant warmth is a mother’s milk in dreams before anything was ever evil. In seconds the sun is beating like drums in all hearts eat the ear of noise. The sensual violence of lust is all the assurance you will ever need to know the worth of life.
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And to think, Nightmare Night was two weeks ago!
Okay. Any reason for that?
Are you doing any better?
Anonymous
Yeah, I’m alright. I’m talking with Sweetie and Scoot right now.
Do it. Go out and punch the sky. CARPE DIEM.
I don’t want to seize the day. I just want things to be normal.
I think a good dinner would help make a day better, and I'm just about done making the fried salad.
Alright, I’m nearly there now.
Lyra, I hope your day goes better...
I don’t know what I need.
Things were so great yesterday. Now it’s like waking up from a dream to a nightmare.
Awful.
Hopefully things will get better.
I'm sorry you had a bad day, Lyra. I'm fixing grilled salad for dinner, so if you want to, you can come over and have some.
I'm going to kill the one you love. I'm going to mount his head up on my wall. His skin will fit like a glove. It will be quite a ball.
Anonymous
I hate that you ponies do this to me…
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I bet you dream of being nothing more than a toy to a roomful of colts and stallions.
Anonymous
Don’t you talk to me like you have any idea what it’s like to become-… active as a foal. Dreading and hating something that happens all the time until one day, you realize you can’t go long without that feeling.
I do everything in my power to resist. And I don’t drag anypony into it. I-… I’m apprehensive to even ask Boscov…
Just shut up. What I do is none of your business.
How has your day been, Lyra?
Anonymous
Besides helping Boscov clean up his lab, pretty miserable.
Two years? That's a long time when you think about it. How do you satisfy your needs as a mare?
Anonymous
I’ve been over this. I’m not talking about it anymore.
It’s less than none of your business.
When was the last time you were with a stallion?
Anonymous
Coming up on two years at this point.
I don’t miss him, though. He’s one of the few to carry that particular honor.
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