Rule Number One of singing the blues...
You must hurt in a soulful way. The way that binds you to another. I was into the blues far before I knew what it meant. Far before you taught me how to listen.
Your blues turned into my own. I did all I could to control it, to tame the way in which your dusk colored eyes peered into mine....
But you were persistent, and all I had so, I made the most out of it. For you. For me. For us..
Confused for a snake, a baby dragon is pulled from a snare and carefully nursed back to health.
As it regains strength, it gives its savour a Wish; an orb filled with liquid that grants any desire.
But with it being under-developed, every Wish has its own darkness that accompanies it with the worse consequences.
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This story was originally made for a Penana Contest about 3 Wishes that had consequences.
After solving Starswirl the Bearded’s unfinished spell, Princess Celestia gives Twilight the opportunity of a lifetime: ascension to alicornhood. Twilight turns down the offer, but soon finds herself in the middle of trouble as an ancient evil resurfaces, and it's not long before things quickly go to pot.
But as Equestria's darkest hour descends, there are hints that there is a chance at stopping Lord Tirek before he can completely dominate the land.
Getting kidnapped by a rival alpha wasn't the way I'd planned on starting my day. But I had to hand it to Jethro - he made being a prisoner actually pretty decent, and I had the run of the house. I was certainly treated with a damn sight more respect than I was at home, and that was saying something.
Of course, I knew I was only going to be kept prisoner until the ransom Jethro asked of my parents was paid. But when they came to pay it, they were so damned arrogant about the whole affair that I told them to shove their money up their asses; I was staying with Jethro.
Jethro, surprisingly, backed me in the matter. My parents ... not so much. So when they found out I was determined to stay, they took it as a declaration of war, and promised to pay Jethro back the only way they knew how; in blood.
But I wasn't going to go back to their packhouse. I'd made too many friends, and I wasn't going to have that taken away from me.