The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1
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Aye I lived there. It used to be a quiet town y'know. I worked at the local slaughterhouse; it was a fair paying job. It al started out like any other day, I had gotten meh hands on one them BIG ol' fit smelly pig, a real' swine I tell ya. People were crazy for getting their hands on it. I suppose the entire town came to meh home that morning HAH. I sold him to our local innkeeper, a fine man; he used to keep em' snukly strangers out of town. We don't want them pest to disturb our great peace. Though I always wondered how he kept business running when he rejected all the outsiders. But he was a man to be respe
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3
He dropped the note, 'I should be able to remember that.' He thought to himself.
Stranger then turned his gaze on Twilight. He looked at her as if she was some kind of object he had to deal with like garbage. Not with hate or disgust, not with grief or irritation, more like as if she was some kind of a responsibility he couldn't let down. He walked over to take a closer look at her; despite her troubled mane, she was a beautiful mare. The morning sun lit up her pony face trough the window; she looked so peaceful in the light, like nothing of this world would ever hurt her. Stranger moved his hoof slowly trough her mane, even though
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 2 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 2
It was almost Night now or at least it felt like night, it was very dark. Where had all the time gone? Only a few minutes ago the rain was just a little downpour and the sky was sort of bright but all of a sudden the slow rain had turned into a power storm and the sky was completely black as ink. For now, Twilight and Stranger didn’t have time to think about the odd weather all they cared about was getting into shelter.
They both galloped towards the tree almost breaking down the door as they reached it. “Well I did say I liked rain but I do have my limits.” Stranger said smiling, bad luck and bad weather didn’t sea
The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
The butcher, the innkeeper and the huntsman. act 1
:- read read the description -:
Aye I lived there. It used to be a quiet town y'know. I worked at the local slaughterhouse; it was a fair paying job. It al started out like any other day, I had gotten meh hands on one them BIG ol' fit smelly pig, a real' swine I tell ya. People were crazy for getting their hands on it. I suppose the entire town came to meh home that morning HAH. I sold him to our local innkeeper, a fine man; he used to keep em' snukly strangers out of town. We don't want them pest to disturb our great peace. Though I always wondered how he kept business running when he rejected all the outsiders. But he was a man to be respe
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 3
He dropped the note, 'I should be able to remember that.' He thought to himself.
Stranger then turned his gaze on Twilight. He looked at her as if she was some kind of object he had to deal with like garbage. Not with hate or disgust, not with grief or irritation, more like as if she was some kind of a responsibility he couldn't let down. He walked over to take a closer look at her; despite her troubled mane, she was a beautiful mare. The morning sun lit up her pony face trough the window; she looked so peaceful in the light, like nothing of this world would ever hurt her. Stranger moved his hoof slowly trough her mane, even though
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 2 by Orhblin, literature
Literature
a stranger in ponyville Chapter 2
It was almost Night now or at least it felt like night, it was very dark. Where had all the time gone? Only a few minutes ago the rain was just a little downpour and the sky was sort of bright but all of a sudden the slow rain had turned into a power storm and the sky was completely black as ink. For now, Twilight and Stranger didn’t have time to think about the odd weather all they cared about was getting into shelter.
They both galloped towards the tree almost breaking down the door as they reached it. “Well I did say I liked rain but I do have my limits.” Stranger said smiling, bad luck and bad weather didn’t sea
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We're sitting in the car. I am so excited that I literally can't keep my mouth shut..... like literally. A topic is completely irrelevant I just NEED to say something. Eventually my mom and brother got so annoyed that they would ask me to be quiet..... It didn't work of course but I managed to withhold my blabbing for a mighty twenty seconds.
We drive into a parking spot not so very far from the actual concert hall. We find a lucky empty spot for my mom to drop us off.
We make sure that we have both ticked and money. We're not sure if we're even gonna need the money but better be safe than sorry.
Any patience I have left is a lie. the wal
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I have come to realize that I really can't write anymore.
It's not big, I never claimed the title of author without making fun of myself, but i have stated that I would write. a statement I couldn't keep.
Long story shot I wont submit here for the next couple..... IDK years? maybe only mouths.
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When I started writing I had just read a fiction that really inspired me. That inspiration lasted for several weeks and I succeeded in writing about 6 chapters in about 2 mouths. But after that I got out of th
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