Chapter 10, or Tis Ends Now.

I am back to my reality.

Don't even ask myself how did I manage.

~~But the impact site on me head still hurts.~~

It sure is good to be home, but...

Something is missing, and me cannot just put a finger on it right away.

Something feels off.

Aye. The peck on the cheek from the crazy purple horned pony, who lives in a tree trunk-carved library together with a small bipedal sentient reptile, that prefers gemstones to all delicacies and a sarcastic feathermop, in a town of Technicolor sentient micro-equine mutant entities, in a land ruled by theocratic autarchs, sayingly responsible for the change of the night and day...

...gog me noggin hurts.