Maria looked down at the river and tried to think of a way across.It wouldn't be easy. It was deep and cold and swift and though this one stretch of border and its kink of river was miles away from the nearest roads, she knew there were cameras watching. Every few minutes a drone flew by, cameras looking for illegals.They probably saw here with infrared cameras, huddled where she was under some trees, but she wasn't breaking the law right now. On the Canada side she was legal. Only once she cros
One bear lies, the other bear tell the truth
By: Strega
Favorited: 8 months ago
Chapter eight: the Shapeshifter.
Holy shit. So my life just became a lot more complicated than I ever thought it would. If you can believe it, things have gotten even weirder than when we last left off.
Hi. My name is Leslie Strange, and I'm a curater of a private collection of anomalous and often dangerous artifacts stored at an old, yet unassuming house in the middle of the suburbs. And I also work a side hustle ending lives.
My boss doesn't mind.
His name is Zaham Zacharias. And he's what you
Dairy of Strange: the Shapeshifter
By: FarBeyondStrange
Favorited: 8 months ago
It was late afternoon in Ponyville, the sun just beginning to turn golden as it neared the horizon, which was about the time things started winding down for the small but interesting little town. Out in the town square all manner of ponies were finishing up their business for the day, from Berry Punch stumbling home from the bar-and bumping into more than a couple ponies on her way there, slurring apologies as they passed her on-to Golden Harvest hauling away her carrot stall for the
Rarity's Delight 4-Rainbow Plop
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Victoria and her upper class companions Ruby and Saphira went in and out of each other’s rooms freely while they unpacked, gossiping as they went about their business.
“I think it will be quite surprising for our relatives to see us at the other side of this trip,” Ruby chittered. “After all, if this ship is so good, we’d probably outpace the messengers.”
Victoria hmmed, “Yes, I suppose so. Of course, th
Dinner Plans at Sea
By: MasterGryph
Favorited: 8 months ago
A cool afternoon in the Western region of Azuralta where the to be head of House LaClaire: Cassandra LaClaire was pressing her distended stomach against the railing while she sipped on some water and watched as the harbor traffic come to and from their port town of Dawn's Grace. She would be enjoying and digesting this morning’s breakfast while she watched the townswomen go about their daily lives. Dawn's Grace was House LaClaire's seat of power and renowned for its ship making and providi
The Vore and the Proper Esp 1
By: ad5570
Favorited: 8 months ago
