
Hunter
Am I a maker, or a monster? Idol, or idiot? Havoc, or helper? Keeper, or killer? Shepherd of shyster? I'm not too sure, but I know one thing—I will kill that bear, whether I'm being hunted or not. Stupid ponies.
It was a simple hunting trip. That's all it was supposed to be as least. I don't know what kind of bizarre hullabaloo went on while I was knocked out, but, frankly, I'm lost. So very lost. Lost as in surviving in a world of mythical, magical, pastel, equine ridiculousness. And also, I'm going to kill that bear...



3072 words: Estimated 15 minutes to read
2 Chapters:
- Prologue 2016-06-16 03:04:19 UTC1196
- Small Changes 2017-11-12 03:08:28 UTC1876