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- >You are Shimmer Light.
- >... Each day is worse than the last.
- >Hexferry has been able to successfully invade your life, though you show no signs of it.
- >There are three times she attempts to ruin you: while you're walking to the market, while you're in the market, and while you're walking back from the market.
- >Luckily, she hasn't done more than one of those in the same day.
- >Unfortunately, she has done one of them every single day since you left the hospital.
- >She always tries to make small talk.
- >Because you care about anything she has to say.
- >Brilliant logic.
- >You do your best to tune her out, but she's always so close, it's difficult to think of anything else.
- >Every word she says is filth in your eyes, but she doesn't stop speaking.
- >She won't stop until she wins, you know that from experience.
- >"Golden Corral said Sepia is better now, but..."
- >This time, she's decided to pester you on your way home.
- >You've had to draw more often; drawing helps calm you down.
- >... Unfortunately, your crayons help been taking many casualties.
- >Your blues and greens are easily your most used colors, so they wear down fast.
- >... If you don't break them due to stress.
- >She really is getting under your skin.
- >"... And we'll check on them again tomorrow. Meisa said Sepia's on her way to recovery."
- >... Sometimes, you can drown her out.
- >... Drown her...
- >"I've never seen the flu do that to someone. That still bugs me."
- >Someone was sick or something.
- >Cool.
- >You care so much about poor... Masa, or something.
- >You're sure, if you cared about anyone beside yourself, you'd care about the things Hexferry was talking about.
- >Unfortunately for her, you simply don't care.
- >"Miss Hexferry!"
- >Great.
- >The orange filly runs up to Hexferry, eager to indirectly be with you.
- >She only approaches you when Hexferry is around, and she doesn't show up nearly as often as Hexferry.
- >She's just extra, occasional salt on the wounds Hexferry opens.
- >"Hey, Poppy."
- >They've become closer due to their shared drive to make you miserable.
- >"Miss Butterscotch said it'll get really cold tonight..."
- >Your visions blurs a little.
- >You can still hear their voices, but you can't understand them. They sound distant.
- >... Cold...
- >You're already wearing two jackets, a hat, a scarf, two pairs of pants and a sock on each hoof; it's going to get worse?
- >You hate Autumn.
- >More, though, is your hate of Winter.
- >Darkness, snow, wind...
- >Cold...
- >An orange blur dashes ahead of you.
- >The world still exists, you forgot for a bit.
- >That blur becomes the orange filly, who turns back and waves to you and Hexferry.
- >"Goodbye, Miss Hexferry."
- >"Have a nice night, Poppy."
- >The filly looks at you for a moment, then turns and rushes away.
- >She still doesn't have the nerve to acknowledge you.
- >Good, no one should ever acknowledge you.
- >That doesn't stop the annoyance next to you.
- >The mentioned annoyance sighs listlessly.
- >"She's a good kid. She's interested in you, you know."
- >Obviously.
- >No one can say anything you care about and don't already know.
- >Hexferry just failed in both categories.
- >... You really wish you never had to leave your beautiful home.
- >Everything was fine before this fly started darting around you.
- >Why can't she bug someone else? You have a life.
- >She should stop trying to convert you; you're path is already set in stone.
- >You care for no one besides yourself, your heart doesn't have room for anyone else.
- >... Your heart loves too much already. After all, you love beauty, cleanliness, baths, shampoo, conditioner, hot water, heat, fire, the sun, crayons... and yourself.
- >Life with only the necessities would be perfect.
- >Instead...
- >... Your house is in view.
- >"Well, that was fun."
- >As fun as that joke was funny.
- >Not at all.
- >She veers off to her own home.
- >"I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
- >You just continue to your sanctuary.
- >"Good night, Shimmer."
- >...
- >Hate is too weak of a word.
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