
The Consuming Darkness
Some call me the Consuming Darkness. Some call me That Which Lurks In Shadows. I am beyond mortal comprehension. So why am I surrounded by ponies?
I am a God. A being of ideas and shadow and madness. I can shape the world to my whim.
Why, then, am I suddenly a pony? And how quickly can I leave?
Winner of the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Dreams contest. The prompt was "No way home."


6027 words: Estimated 30 minutes to read
2 Chapters:
- The Consuming Darkness 2020-03-29 18:55:29 UTC1931
- Hello Darkness My Old Friend 2020-07-15 16:28:35 UTC4096