Is everything going good, Lyra?
I’m alright…
… [Snort]
Manos…
[Snort]
Heh heh heh heh heh…
Wait, it was obvious Freta was you? Well, can you at least tell me it wasn't obvious who the other characters were?
Anonymous…
Heh heh heh heh heh…
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Alright! Alright! I’m okay! Let’s just move on with the night!
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And thanks.
I am attempting to grow a beard. How horrible does this beard look?
WOAH!
Is it getting spoiler-ish in here or is it just me?
And you want to know something, Lyra? Freta is you.
AnonymousOkay, okay. Don’t spoil the moment.
That was sort of obvious.
Once upon a time, there was a mare named Freta, who played the fretboard. She didn't have any parents, she met trouble every day, and had come to view these times with regret. One day Freta moved to a small-town named HorseTown with her friend, Teja. Freta still took looks behind on her past, but she kept going. Now she looks after a filly named Spicy Ring, and a love named Manos the dissolver-creator. She can't go back, but she's embracing the future, working for a better tomorrow.
Anonymous…
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Heh heh…
You’re alright, anon.
you know, you always have such smart, long, intellectual answers, it's nice to find a blog that isn't all about attention, you seem to know what your talking about, so i'm here to let you know, your an awesome pony, even with all these other anons annoying you i'm sure, but at the same time, you keep the anon questions open... now that's love and tolerance if I've ever seen it.
AnonymousWell, thank you.
I’m sure there are other pages better than mine, though. Ones with good drawings and such.
My apology, Miss Lyra. That wasn't meant as insult or disregard of your organisation. It's just me that I've managed to missed it. I'm very sorry about that. I'll try to look closer next time.
AnonymousOkay.
In that case, thanks for trying! I’m just used to ponies not even trying.
Lyra? That's an odd choice for in instrument. What made you pick it instead of something more... Conventional; Like cello or guitar?
AnonymousAt this point, I have literally spent hours and hours organizing my sidebar and tagging posts.
Tell me a happy story with a happy ending that has you in happiness.
AnonymousHeh heh… Aren’t a whole lot of those…
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I can’t think of any right now that I haven’t talked about before, or haven’t happened recently.
Tell me a story.
Anonymous…
Once upon a time…
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Once upon a time there was a guard…
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He saved my life…
I talked to him. It gave me something to do; somewhere to be that wasn’t so dangerous….
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He was one of those ponies I offered it to. But he declined. He was… virtuous. In a sense I couldn’t comprehend at that age. At that point in my life.
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[Tap] [Tap] [Tap]
They killed him… Broad daylight, they came for him. And he still managed to save me…
[Sniff]
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And all I could do was run…
