A long While

My Cell

By CreepyEyesGuy

I've marked the walls each day to see how long i've been here...

drip...

I ran out of room...

drip...

I marked the floors...

drip...

No room there either

drip...

Maybe the roof?

BANG!

Not tall enough...

BANG! BANG BANG!

Might be time to leave...

HAHAHA!!!

Definitely time to leave...

           I look to my withering striped hoofs for the first time in years... To my marking shiv... to the long open door. Odd a pony stands there now... Especially covered in blood, smiling... They raise a strange box thing to me...

zap!

"That stung..." I say bluntly

"you talk?" The stallion replies confusedly

"THAT STUNG!!!" I say while politely introducing his throat to  my shiv

drip...

A new red coat of paint...

drip...

A small box that stings...

drip...

I smile

drip...

"all's well that ends well"