Mirrors

**Mirrors** _Written by Arian Mabe / Amethyst Mare_ ** ** Some would call me crazy, to turn a mirror to face the wall. Ears back, mane messy - a mare must look a right sight without a mirror, but there is no one here to bear judgement, so what do I...

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Hemingway's War

**Hemingway's War** _Written by Amethyst Mare / Arian Mabe_ _A diary entry by Mary Welsh Hemingway written after Ernest Hemingway's untimely death._ _ _ \* _ _ _July 20th, 1961_ _ _ I have neglected my penmanship in the days after my late...

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Last Rites

**Last Rites** Snow blanketed the sweeping hills, suffocating the land in a heavy, icy blanket, chilling all clutched within its lethal embrace. Though there was sunlight brightening the expanse, it was weak, futile and could not bring a ray of...

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The Abbey

**The Abbey** Pale grey on black; the contrast between the individual stone blocks set into the abbey wall was unerringly fascinating to the young vixen, who hesitated, a little distance away from the half ruined structure, torn between curiosity and...

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The Cycle

**Cycle** Puffing smoky breath like a decrepit steam engine, the black-furred wolf stomped dispassionately, closing his arms tightly around his broad chest. Whether the action was one of the subconscious or conscious mind, intended for personal...

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You Told Me

**You Told Me** Clip, clop, clip, clop. Any fur could hear me approaching from a mile away. I sighed deeply and ducked my head, hiding beneath my hoodie, grey with pink text that I had once found amusing: "Plain Lazy: Undercover Genius." Some genius...

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Bottles

**Bottles** _Written by Arian Mabe / Amethyst Mare_ _First person monologue inspired by the attempted shooting of Dylan Thomas. Written as if it is part of a story in which every character gets a chapter in first person and the perspective changes,...

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Desolation Peak

**Desolation Peak** _Written by Arian Mabe / Amethyst Mare_ Jack Kerouac was suspended in space. There was sound - sound everywhere! - but no life or glimmer of being to be glimpsed. All was dark, all was black and all was sound. The red fox...

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Attention Seeking

**Attention Seeking** _"Start freaking thinking. And stop acting like a little, emo attention seeker, stop cutting yourself, grow up, and take punches from life more easily. Because there will be a lot more. And they won't be coming from...

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Challenger

**Challenger** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by TyVulpine_ Ty took a breath, standing at the edge of the arena. It was huge - to a normal-sized anthro, not a macro fox-taur like him - but it still...

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The Coming of Dragons: Chapter Five

**The Coming of Dragons** ** ** **Chapter Five** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ ** ** ** ** Surprisingly, it was Isla-Rae, the smallest and slightest of them all with her neat, short horns, who found out why...

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Changing Relations (part one of three)

**Changing Relations** **Part one of three** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by Adagiodajiang_ _ _ _ _ Alyssa breathed in slowly and evenly, though her eyes were wide, the very young doe-taur clutching...

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