Mlp Flurry Heart Story Novels & Stories

The crazy blood bag run away that is now stupid enough to come down the mountain. “Fluffy, go back into the woods,” I leaned towards the mountain, but he continued on, hugging the tree line. “Come on!” I hissed, trying to get his attention. He shook his head like he actually understood. Grunting in annoyance, I let go, only for him to get spooked by a movement up ahead. I fell with a thud in the mud, my whole side of my face covered in putrid stink. The mist became heavier, the weather patterns here completely sucked and made no sense. One minute it is snowing and the next it’s raining. Why don’t you make up your mind!?

They were good at it. My heart would have beat louder if I was an amateur dragon. But I was blessed with a mature dragon. When they brought the box and opened it, the Mighty Heart shined like a star and it started beating again. It recognized me. And it knew that I was close to it, closer than ever. The whole crowd was amazed when they saw what the mighty heart did. But no one except for me and my four allies, knew that it was me who made the Mighty Heart start beating again. I was happy in my heart that at least, my people, who were suffering. That heartbeat would lessen their suffering.

The pulsing black knot in its chest glowed brighter. I had one shot. I didn't reach for the storm. I reached for Kairi’s hand. And together, we didn't project power. We projected our story. Not the cleaned-up version. The whole, embarrassing, catastrophic truth. Our pride, our jealousy, our stupid arguments about gardening, our desperate, world-breaking love. We blasted the heart of the simplifying, logical void with the unbearably complicated, gloriously irrational narrative of us. The grey wave hit the wall of our shared memory and stopped.

A story I couldn’t silence, no matter how hard I tried. Vincent Lucas Ford Jnr was becoming the storm I couldn’t outrun. And the more I tried to stay away… the closer he seemed to come.