The Road to Healing

Chapter 8: A Quiet Thought

The Journal of Duskfall Sparkle Year 56 Month 4 Day 14

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve written in this thing. Not because nothing has happened, but because too much has happened. This is the first time I’ve actually been home in 3 weeks. In one of the towns I frequent there was a family who was having…issues. It was a family of three, but the parents had been thinking about divorce for nearly a year now.

Such things are never easy for a kid, especially those who are only just old enough to really understand what’s going on and almost inevitably blame themselves for mommy and daddy not loving each other anymore. To make matters worse, the family dog passed away. I couldn’t stand seeing that kid so miserable, so I stepped in.

That’s where I’ve been. Part time pet replacement, part time marriage counselor, and part time stress relief toy. I’m not foolish enough to think a mere three weeks will fix their problems, but it’s stabilized to the point where I can continue my duties elsewhere and drop in every so often instead of being a live-in helper.

What none of them know, at least I don’t think they know, is that I attended the father’s baby shower. His mother had made use of my services some two years before meeting his father. I still remember the sex we had before she choked me to death. It was quite nice and for once in a very great while someone had just wanted to do me in my pony form.

She would later tell me that I had simply been an experiment. She had heard about the pony that went around letting anyone do anything they like to her and decided to see if she might be Bi. As it turned out, she was straight as an arrow. The choking was due to some personal stresses I won’t get into here.

Anyway, she was so grateful for my ‘help’ that five years later when she was having her first kid, she remembered me and sent me an invite to the baby shower. Originally I wasn’t going to attend, but Pinkie insisted. While I was in attendance that was the first and only time I’ve turned someone down, at least for the moment. I didn’t think it would be particularly appropriate to let myself be used as a public cum dump until someone killed me while attending a baby shower. The gang rape afterwards was amazing, but the point stands.

It’s so bizarre to see these people growing up around me while I stay the same. Some of the men and women who used me to satisfy their carnal desires when I first arrived on this planet are now old and gray. I’ve watched kids grow up and then call on my services when they were older.

I’m just glad there are some longer lived species kicking around on this planet. To them, I’m still little more than a child not even past my first century… doesn’t stop some of the Ardat-Yakshi from ‘visiting’ me. I digress. The perspective of some of these older beings is interesting, when I can get them to talk to me. The sex with them is even better, made more so by its rarity.

It’s fantastically satisfying to me that my usefulness has spanned generations now. Even in spite of certain…setbacks. But I mustn’t be complacent! I will continue to hone my craft! My next goal will be making myself so desirable that even those stuck up Vulcans will want to make use of me!

End of Entry

Author's Note

Duskfall Sparkle

Mental Corruption: 102%

Afflictions:
Addiction to Sex
Addiction to Dying
Schizophrenia
Possible Memory Leakage

Perks:
Insanity: [174%]
Darkness: [167%]
Magic: [43%]
Immortality

Duskfall, you do realize the event you've just written about took place 3 years ago, not 3 weeks ago, right?

So, yeah, we're coming on to the end game here. There's only 2 or 3 more chapters left. Then I can put this one as 'finished' and go back to only having 2 fics to actively worry about and another 3 I have in limbo.

Next chapter will have some people doing some very dumb things that will very much hurt Duskfall.