
Feyspeak
A travelling magician meets a young, precocious filly in the middle of the night.
He hoped to venture south.
He didn't want to go too far, lest he missed the comfort of home. More than anything, comfort is what he seeks, though it was all in short supply. As the black sun began setting in the distance, he set up camp, resigning to his nightly yearnings of a better world.
She hoped to venture north.
She couldn't bring herself to fail, not when the world around her falls apart. What she seek is the end, yet it forever remains in the distance. Still, she carried on even as the red moon rises, not wanting to waste a moment's breath when a moment is all it takes to build a better world.
Even in a world of liars, however, fate had other plans.
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