(No solid clop, Sorry folks.)

Having the world on your hoof doesn't mean much when you're tied up on a mare, as Ink has started to realize. What's the point of everything, if you're not happy?

The description sounds pretty emo, and the story it's self is probably pretty emo, but I promise that it's not all doom and gloom. I started this on a different account, but decided to cut all ties with aforementioned file, and did it here.

Tags and characters will be added as the story progresses

The story is also going to be filled with multiple points that may be stale or dull to some reader. Just a disclaimer. I'm trying out the writing style.

A love story, I guess. It starts out kinda depressing, but as it progresses, I promise that things stop being so dark.

Editing credit goes to the Lovely Mr. Spalding! Go give his stuff a read, wouldja? Cover art by him as well.