Selective Memory III
"I would like to introduce you all to our newest guest," General Galavar said as he stood at the head of the table in the main dining hall. "Please introduce yourself, as these are the fine men and women you will be supporting here from now on." ...
Moving On. (Chapter 2)
READ "MEMORIES", THEN CHAPTER ONE OF THIS STORY FIRST! Hey, dudes. Gonna try to continue this. Should add some speech this time. Anyway, last chapter, we found out what Damien has been doing since his mate's death. He then heard crying...
Fallout - An Illusion to Follow
-NEW MESSAGE -FROM: HQ -TO: BRAVO -SUBJECT: #1 Was there any indication of his intentions? The chief needs to know if he or any of his people are at risk. END...
Righting Your Wrongs (Chapter 7)
**The Talk** Weeks went by. Nothing was to change. I awoke every morning at least an hour before the others. It was normally the time when I'd climb up the mountainside to a peak that held the berries I mostly enjoyed in the morning. I had considered...
My Desert
I was watching the sky. That was my first memory, simply watching the clouds pass over head. I don't remember anything before that, I don't think there was anything before, as if that was the moment I came into existence. I had watched the sky for...
Memories in the Sand
Memories in the Sand The sands crested red stone cliffs whirling below the bluffs and into a valley of tomb housing carved into their faces by a people forgotten to history. An empire that lay buried beneath the ever changing desert with a few...
A Christmas Memory
_"Who's got a beard that's long and white?" "Santa's got a beard that's long and white!" "Who comes around on a special night?" "Santa comes around on a special night!" "Special night! Beard that's white! Must be Santa! Must be Santa, Santa...
Give a Little P2
It had been a full year since he was promoted. Tom was busy on the phone while proofreading a document the helpful vixen in the next cubicle over had written up for him. With his middle name Busy, Tom hardly had any free time save for the day or two a...
Imperfect Memories
It was a standard Tuesday afternoon session. The sun came down through Liam's small basement window emitting a welcoming glow across the carpeted floor, one of the things he liked about the spot where he sat is that the beams would always land on his...
Looking Back At Memories
Pinkie giggled and pushed Peter back down into the chair, pressing a hoof to his chest, "If you wanna do super special bedroom party 37 tonight, you have to give me at least one page! Anything you think of! It'll be good for you and everypony will...
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 41: Separation
"Stop that!" Daws yelled, giving me a light cuff to the head as we ran into the woods. I managed a weak glare, stumbling out a few more notes of the tune. It wasn't perfect, but most zombies went after us, turning away from those resting by the...
The Pain of Memories
_The first thing I did after breakfast that morning was call my boss and tell him I wouldn't be coming in for work due to my latest assignment. He seemed to laugh over the phone and told me it was fine, so long as I got that story for him. I called...