
Clockwork
What is time to a pony?
I have no idea how long I've been here, this gap between the seconds. It could be minutes, days, ages, I can't tell. I can never tell.
Maybe that's for the best.
The sun never rises, but it never sets. The clock never ticks, and I never rest. I never hunger, nor thirst. I certainly never tire.
It makes it much harder to tell the time I spend here...
Yet it never feels like none at all...


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18 Chapters:
- The Gaps Between The Seconds 2012-08-01 05:51:17 UTC1080
- A Lifetime Of Knowledge In No Time At All 2012-08-01 07:03:01 UTC1341
- Such Big Decisions Made In So Little Time 2012-08-09 20:16:30 UTC1029
- Solitude 2013-06-11 04:39:42 UTC527
- The 35th perspective 2013-06-12 15:42:42 UTC388
- Recognition 2013-09-13 20:36:39 UTC913
- Love 2014-01-06 18:29:16 UTC605
- Life 2014-01-07 21:18:51 UTC720
- Fear 2014-03-18 03:54:41 UTC1125
- Hero 2014-03-18 08:39:17 UTC1284
- Spike Vs The Diary 2014-03-18 15:07:45 UTC1187
- Change 2014-03-19 21:03:42 UTC518
- Flesh and Soul 2014-03-20 04:51:50 UTC859
- Consequences 2014-03-20 17:13:14 UTC1040
- What Heals Without Time 2014-03-23 23:22:31 UTC1142
- Acceptance 2014-03-25 23:01:56 UTC1064
- This Feeling 2014-03-31 04:06:57 UTC693
- Memories 2014-06-08 01:28:16 UTC1064