PianoMare

PianoMareStory04

Jun 27th, 2018
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  1. >Cantrip’s dreams are muddled and chaotic. A million places and times pass through her mind, all of which feature a single mare with a trillion faces, and every one of those faces whispers a warning.
  2. >Run.
  3. >Run.
  4. >Run.
  5. >A shadow engulfs the mare, each time she appears, and she dies, before appearing in a different guise.
  6. >Suddenly, the warning changes. The author. Fear the author.
  7. >Cantrip is wide awake, lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling. She rolls over, and lazily levitates her bow tie from her nightstand, draping it around her neck.
  8. >She knows she ought to get up, Mr. House doesn't like it when his employees are late. But Cantrip knows he can't afford to fire her.
  9. >A sudden wave of boredom washes over her, and Cantrip finds herself standing on a hill, overlooking the ruins of what was once a city.
  10. >Nevermind. Cantrip finds herself galloping at full tilt across the Solar Gate Bridge, haphazardly firing shots over her shoulder with her nondescript pistol.
  11. >The border between the dream and reality has become indistinct. Cantrip trips, scraping her left foreleg on the rough asphalt, as the mare continues to tell her to run.
  12. >She hastily summons a ward, just in time to block a slew of bullets. Cantrip staggers to her hooves, whispering a quiet thanks to Professor Shield.
  13. >Wait, who? Cantrip feels like she should know who Professor Shield is. Professor Guard? Doctor Defense?
  14. >In the split seconds she spends pondering this, her two burly pursuers have caught up with her, the unicorn casting a spell of dismissal, removing her shield in an instant. His compatriot, a brown earth pony, stares down at her and presses the mouth-trigger of his gun.
  15. >Run.
  16. >Run.
  17. >Run Run Run Run Run.
  18. >Stop being an idiot, and run!
  19. >Cantrip finds herself in the ducts of Stable 42. How she knows this, she doesn't know, until she realizes she's spent her entire life here.
  20. >There's a roaring from behind her, and she begins to gallop as best she can in the confined space, levitating her screwdriver out of her jumpsuit pocket, as a sort of improvised weapon.
  21. >The urge to run stops.
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