
Broken Wings, Scattered Dust
A weary terror from an urban myth postpones her retirement for one last job at the behest of a friend. The weirdest and least straightforward job she's ever worked on follows--and then her little sister goes and gets herself tangled up in it.
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My sister is nuts.
No, Whimsy, not like, nuts, nuts. Crazy. In a good way.
Not everyone saw it that way.
When she was a filly, she was transferred to special education. "She doesn't listen." "She's psychotic." "She's schizophrenic." "She never pays attention."
That's 'cause whatever you're trying to teach her, she's thinking of something more interesting. She doesn't think the way you think she should–ugh–so she's 'broken'.
Lemme tell you something, idiots. My sister is anything but broken.
My sister will change the world, in a big way. There's no one, pony or otherwise, who even comes close. She has ideas that would make Star Swirl's head spin. And when I say 'ideas', I mean she could probably fill an entire library with them and still have plenty left over. I'm not even sure she counts as one artist anymore.
No, my sister's biggest problem is that she's still with me. Because I'm the only one who sees who she is–what she could be–that's still alive. Yeah, I know, laugh it up. But she needs to learn to rein it in–she has, a little–and until then she's only got me to protect and support her. She's learned to behave normally, but it's paper-thin on a good day. Gone at the slightest breeze. Tar', she only does it near me because she knows it drives me crazy, and I can't afford too many distractions.
It's just ironic. I think. I don't know, she's the bookworm. It's just funny that the only one who can protect her is also her biggest vulnerability, because if I ever get caught, it'll be straight to the asylum with her, and goodbye, so long, dreams.
Poor girl. The day you're ready and rid of me can't come soon enough. It can't. And after that…after that I get to find out what really happens after the end…finally.
Well, okay. One last job first, and only because it's you asking, Des'. And because you're asking me to do it for free, which either means you're stupid, bankrupt, or under the belief that the job itself is just worth doing. And if it stops dragons from going extinct, you just might be right.
Might.
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[ An original adventure story. Rated Teen for mild profanity and moderate violence. Description above is subject to change as improvements are made. ]
89591 words: Estimated about 7 hours to read
29 Chapters:
- [Prelude 1] Pony Up and to the Skies 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC536
- Song of a Half-Hearted Feather 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC103
- Preface (Read me first!) 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC32
- [P1.1] Paling Storm, Rising Tides 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3916
- [P1.2] Nothing Left but Dreams and Lies 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2969
- [P1.3] Paper Silver Moon 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4728
- [P1.4] Raven Sings a Midnight Tune 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3102
- [P1.5] Stars Emerge to Light the Ruins 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1406
- [P1.6] Pony Up and Stardust 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1029
- [Arc I] Steady Rain, Howling Gust 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC28
- [A1.1] Illusions Left but Wanderlust 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4320
- [A1.2] Pastel Golden Sun 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC2227
- ##NULL## 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4574
- [A1.4] Silent is What's Left Undone 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1662
- [A1.5] If All I Am is Fortitude to End 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4709
- [A1.6] If All You Need is Me to Work, Then, My Friend 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC12791
- [A1.7] You Fall Down to Earth and You're Just Left There 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC509
- [Prelude 2] Come, My White Demon 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC28
- [P2.1] I'll Take You Away 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1151
- [Arc 2] Into a Land of Reflections 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC30
- [A2.1] Come, My Black Angel 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC5135
- [A2.2] Your Time's Turning Grey 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC5606
- [A2.3] Here in This Moment of Silence 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC911
- [A2.4] Follow, My Savior 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC9341
- [A2.5] Up Here Lies the Way 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3325
- [A2.6] Through All the Dust and Deception 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3921
- [A2.7] Stand Up, My Maker 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC4362
- [A2.8] The Past Holds No Sway 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC1578
- [A2.9] Here in My Garden of Shadows 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC5562