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[glimmerwicz]

Blood and Iron Pt. 2 - Liberation

“It is important to emphasize that guerrilla warfare is a war of the masses, a war of the people. The guerrilla band is an armed nucleus, the fighting vanguard of the people. It draws its great force from the mass of the people themselves.” - Che Guevara.

Herded into a train car like cattle. Wearing identical uniforms. Nothing but darkness. Packed like sardines against her fellow ponies, and a certain other stallion. Starlight wasn’t sure what to expect, but she knew it wasn’t going to be pretty. It was so tight, and fucking hot in there. 

The train ride there was pretty bumpy in some places, but that was far from Starlight’s mind right about now. ‘Zecora. Find her. Get out. Free everyone. Don’t die. Easy enough, right?’ she thought. ‘When will this fucking train stop dammit?’

As if on queue, the train began to apply it’s breaks, however, of course it would naturally take several minutes to stop, being that it was a rather slow moving train, she knew that for sure. ‘Fuck you, Queen Chrysalis.’ Starlight thought, reassuring herself.

“Hey... Dasher, you better get ready.” she whispered, pretty much directly into his ear, as they were packed so close. 

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[unaccompaniedescapist]

Winter Help

flyinglead: 

The winter sky at the night is one of the most beautiful sights one can witness. The glow the fresh snow and moon create are breathtaking. This particular instance, however, is different. If one looked hard enough, they’d spot something making a steep, controlled dive into the park below. An equine head peers above a snow bank. Assured the area was clear, the equine advances toward another bank. This equine was dubbed with chilling sobriquets such as The Fangs of Death, The Demon Colonel, Death From Above, Luna’s Grim Reaper, and Their Majesties’ Executioner: Lieutenant Colonel Flying Lead, commanding officer of the 666th Equestrian Royal Guard Division. 

These winter nights left the ground too bitter to sleep on. Chell had a recurring insomnia regardless, but the chill and snow only worsened it. She hadn’t found a way to keep warm yet outside of stacking layers of clothes over her skin and huddling under blankets. Standing, that worked fine...but laying down melted the snow, and the water seeped into her clothes. She was better off wandering than sleeping. 

Chell’s eyes were trained on that gorgeous sky. The swooping shadow caught her attention, and she flinched away involuntarily. She looked around for a moment but failed to notice Flying Lead, and soon returned her attention to the sky - although she didn’t completely disregard the movement as a potential threat. 

She was not the only human awake that night. 

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