Workplace Mentality

Epilogue

The mid-afternoon sun was sat snugly between a pair of poofy white clouds, beating down a heavy summer heat below. The city of Canterlot was alive, loud chattering and day to day life hummed from within, the city’s beating heart. Ponies went to work, shopped or enjoyed their immense wealth whilst lamias snatched them up with delighted squeals, laughs and jealous glares from their friends at how lucky they that they were going to be enslaved. Down a few twisting streets a high walled manor stood, the guards on patrol, but the gate was wide open today. The door to the manor itself had a singular stallion stood waiting. His gaze was turned straight forward and he seemed completely invested in the distant road ahead of him, a wide grin on his face as his mind tingled.

Just then the stallion spotted a small group of ponies, maybe seven or eight, heading for the manor. The stallion quivered a little before returning to his statue like stance as the group entered the manor grounds, heading for him.

The stallion stepped forward as the gate closed, speaking once silence had fallen “Good afternoon everypony, I’m Twinwing and I’ll be taking you to the goddess for your interviews today, let’s not keep her waiting.” Twin said quickly fluttering behind the group and ushering them in.

“Twinwing, come in with the group I’m sure you can enjoy their ‘trail’ as well.” Twin perked up at the sound of his goddess’ voice and smiled, trying to hurry the group along as his mind began to think of Ruby… but that set off his mantra and, like a good slave, he began to recite it quietly to himself as he followed his command.

“I must not think, when I think thoughts are difficult and exhausting, they make me weak and tired, when I’m weak I need my goddess, when I need my goddess I must obey her, my goddess takes my thoughts away, her control makes me happy when I obey, I am only happy when I obey.”