Changing Strings and Other Things
I'm not having the best day. The mark on my hip was just one more problem, but now... I think I'm turning into a pony. And I don't know what to do.
When I discovered the harp markings on my hip, it was just the lowest point in a day that was already at rock-bottom. How was I to know that they would be the first of many changes? Changes that were inexplicable and shocking in scope... and that threatened to strip my of not only my humanity, but my very identity.
This story is inspired by Five Score, Divided by Four, by TwistedSpectrum.
With much editing and assistance from the talented Exuno.
33760 words: Estimated about 3 hours to read
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6 Chapters:
- A Million Dead-End Streets 2013-04-09 02:35:35 UTC5542
- Every Time I Thought I'd Got It Made 2013-04-12 22:11:19 UTC4967
- It Seemed The Taste Was Not So Sweet 2013-04-23 04:21:13 UTC6768
- So I Turned Myself To Face Me 2013-04-26 03:24:24 UTC4773
- But I've Never Caught A Glimpse 2013-04-27 17:59:16 UTC2823
- Of How The Others Must See The Faker 2013-05-05 01:53:04 UTC8887