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The Farseer Queen: Epilogue by Portmeirion, literature

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The Farseer Queen: Epilogue

“I have to say I’m impressed,” said Princess Aurora as the two of them emerged from the shimmering purple mirror and set hoof in Canterlot once again. “Maybe even a little envious. That was quite the display.” “Oh, the lightning?” Princess Corona blushed. “Hey, I’ve been working on magic stuff a lot harder lately. Just like the diplomacy. Professor Somnambula says I’m about where Luna was during the first year of her reign. Not that she was there to see it herself, I mean, but maybe Glass Eye told her all about it….” “Corona, he’s not that old!”

The Farseer Queen: Chapter 6 by Portmeirion, literature

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 6

If there was any voice of fear, any panic, in Tova’s mind, the rushing wind drowned it out. She fell. She went whistling through the evergreens, and pine needles danced through the air in her wake. Branches took sharp swipes at her body, leaving scratches, gashes, stinging burns. At last she touched down, side-first, skipping across the rock-strewn forest floor like a stone across a still pond. Only the sturdy wall of a tree trunk brought her finally to a halt, and her long skid across the dirt left a mark yards long and inches deep. Valkyria are tougher than most. Tova was on her hooves again in seconds – dazed, aching, an

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 5

There was something odd about the way it moved. Brising could tell this much even before the wind had started picking up and the scent of moisture had begun to accumulate in the air. “Any word from Tova?” Ulfravn called. “I couldn’t find her,” came Sibi’s voice. With a soft fluttering of wings she alighted on the balcony at the queen’s side. “There was no sign of her anywhere – the Seers said she bolted as soon as she saw the Frost Dragon on the horizon. Oh, dear….” “Fine time to disappear on us,” Ulfravn muttered. “Ulfravn,” said the queen, R

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 4

Even before the roar split the banquet hall, Brising had felt the shaking. “What. In Equestria,” Princess Corona said, “is that thing?” They were standing on a simple stone balcony, gazing northward. The ground thundered; a sharp wind specked with snowflakes whistled down from the high ridge. Above it all, Brising could feel the cold fear taking hold in the princess’s sunny voice. “It’s a Frost Dragon,” said Sibi. “Or, at least, I think it is. Oh, dear. I’m not sure.” “It’s astonishing,” said Dagny. “I’ve never seen one that big before.

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 3

Brising’s hearing was sharp, and she caught their voices long before she made it back to the hall. “Oh, for certain! We have a very ancient musical tradition in Equestria. More of our history is preserved in books, but we have poems and songs dating back thousands of years.” That was Princess Aurora’s voice. The banquet was already well underway, it seemed. “Plays, too,” piped up another voice – Brising recognized it as Princess Corona’s. “Remember that Hearth’s Warming Pageant we were in back in school?” “Ugh, how could I forget,” the Moon Princess muttered

The Farseer Queen: Chapter 2 by Portmeirion, literature

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 2

Even though she had read every book in the Royal Library that made even a passing mention of the Midgard Valley, Princess Corona wasn’t sure what to expect from Sesrimnir. An impression of deep antiquity struck her the moment she and her twin sister stepped through the portal. The very air on the other side had a cold bite to it, like the snapping voice of an aged mare, but she sensed no hostility in it, no bitterness. The portal chamber was full of ponies: strong, tall ponies, winged ponies, ponies in armor, all gazing at the princesses with expectation and uncertainly scrawled across their faces, and all of them cast in the twiligh

The Farseer Queen: Chapter 1 by Portmeirion, literature

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The Farseer Queen: Chapter 1

It was raining again. Brising could feel it; she could smell it on the wind, on the cool breeze that caressed her face. She stood on the edge of the precipice, hooves rooted solidly to the stone, spread her wings wide, and inhaled. Her eyes squeezed shut. Open your eye. She looked down. She was a raindrop. She was racing toward the great flat earth as fast as a falling stone. Her stomach plunged. Brising grimaced. She pulled back, breathing harder for just a moment, and steadied herself. That’s better. Now she was a snowflake, gentle and lazy, floating over the landscape. And she could see – oh, could she ever see. S

The Successors: A Simple Celebration by Portmeirion, literature

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The Successors: A Simple Celebration

Between the incessant questions from palace officials about guest accommodations, the mobs of ponies flocking around her demanding that she sign this invitation or offer her approval for the color scheme of that banner, and the constant hubbub of busy chatter that filled every room in the palace to bursting, Princess Aurora was beginning to wish that her birthday didn’t have to happen every year; the headache was more than she could handle. Oh, she could tell that Glass Eye sympathized with her plight – there was that tiny, sentimental glint in his one visible eye that usually meant he was about to put a hoof on her shoulder and o

As the Tree Falleth by Portmeirion, literature

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As the Tree Falleth

Why, yes, Danielle, I take the greatest care in grading your papers. All us teachers do. Sometimes we stand at the top of the stairs with bulging stacks of essays in our arms, then fling them down in a great flying heap of flashing, flapping, fluttering white pages. The ones that land the nearest to the top, that fly on wings of skillful rhetoric, that dance and leap on deft and dazzling metaphoric legs, that jette and pirouette on nimble turns of phrase, they’re obviously A-material. Meanwhile, the poorly-written papers, weighted down with jargon, run-ons, typos, comma splices, lifeless, leaden prose that reads like legalese, and clum

Landscape Maintenance by Portmeirion, literature

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Landscape Maintenance

I saw the men from the Pine Straw company today, a half-dozen bearded jeans-clad laborers scattering handfuls of coarse copper-colored needles across patches of bare ground beneath boughs of dark lovely live oak and long-armed poplar, their faces smiling and sunny, the proud representatives of that curious category of “landscape maintenance” dedicated to doing Mother Nature’s makeup for her, because apparently the pine trees in our neighborhood didn’t do a good enough job of maintaining the landscape. And it made me wonder: Maybe, if I get up early enough one bright clear morning in April and pull back the thick curta

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Artist // Student // Literature

Aug 10
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College student, aspiring writer, jazz trombonist (semi-retired), Christian, unashamed brony, lover of progressive rock music, and all-around fun guy.

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Favourite Visual Artist

Caspar David Friedrich

Favourite Movies

Stalker, The Fall, District 9, The Seventh Seal, Back to the Future, Casablanca, The Dark Knight

Favourite TV Shows

The Prisoner, Cowboy Bebop, Yes Minister, Star Trek: TNG, Doctor Who, My Little Pony: FiM

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Kansas, Van der Graaf Generator, Pink Floyd, Echolyn, Big Big Train, Cardiacs, and too many more to list

Favourite Books

Tolkien's Legendarium, The Brothers Karamazov, The Wind in the Willows, Till We Have Faces, All the King's Men

Favourite Writers

Jorge Luis Borges, J.R.R. Tolkien, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Douglas Adams, C.S. Lewis, Bill Bryson

Favourite Games

Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic (1 and 2), Batman: Arkham Asylum, any Mario game

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Jan 17, 2015

Warning: Incoming Poetry

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So! This semester I'm taking a workshop course in poetry, so I'll be producing a new poem roughly once a week for the next few months. I've never tried my hand at poetry until now, and I'm still feeling my way around it, but - well, if I happen to produce anything that I'm pleased with, and if it gets reasonably good feedback, would anybody be interested in my posting it here? I'd like to have some new content to share every once in a while now that The Successors is done, and since I'll be writing these poems anyway, it just seemed convenient. In unrelated news, I'm also starting to get serious about writing a novel. I credit :iconphasingir

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Sep 18, 2014

My Voice Acting Debut

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So! For those of you who have wondered what my voice sounds like, now you can find out. I make a brief appearance as Pokey Pierce in the most recent episode of D.E. Morris's Harbinger. This won't be my last appearance either, so go ahead and subscribe to her YouTube channel for further updates! In other news, grad school and work  are keeping me extremely busy, so the Successors epilogue will probably have to wait until winter break. Hopefully Harbinger will tide my loyal followers over until then! Be seeing you.

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Aug 5, 2014

Life Goes On

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So! Now that my summer break is drawing to a close, here are a few quick updates. First, concerning The Successors. I had originally planned for there to be seventeen chapters; however, the penultimate chapter has grown too long and needs to be split into two. Along with the epilogue, this will bring the total to eighteen. I just wanted to allay any confusion that might happen when the next two chapters go up, since I’ve been saying “Only two more chapters!” for a while now. Chapters 16 and 17 won't be quite the last. Second, concerning me. I start grad school in a couple of weeks (yay!), and I've already rented an apartmen