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Deviousness `ChewedKandi has certainly gone out of her way to keep the vector community on the right path. Always making sure that her talents are infinitely scalable, Sharon has put her bezier curves to excellent use, and firmly anchored herself as an inspirational leader. We're absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for June 2013 to `ChewedKandi. Congratulations, Sharon! Read More
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The surrounding landscape was a lush, vibrant field of undulating hills and barely noticeable depressions, while a snow-capped mountain range stood proudly in the distance. The Serriat Plains covered most of Enar state, as Lieia had explained her some time ago. Though The Ring was alight with industry, the rest of her homeworld’s surface remained relatively rural, save for the capital cities. The Thundercharge rolled slowly down the narrow dirt road. Celestia had noticed Lieia had become rather somber and quiet as they progressed.
Celestia fought her unruly mane for a moment as it billowed in the wind. The sun was slowly sinking towards the horizon as Lieia stared at the burnt-out husk of a house.
“We’re just about slap-dash in the middle of Plains, Cel. Dad built this with his own funds. Whenever it was sunset, I used to climb on the roof and sit there until the sun disappeared.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah… I’d think about things and suchlike.” She muttered quietly, starting to walk slowly. Celestia fell into step at her side as Lieia approached a tree that bore a wealth of shiny red apples. She plucked two, offering one to Celestia.
“If I feel down sometimes, I come back here. Reminisce a bit in the memories of the good old days. Climb a tree. That sort of stuff.” She did so immediately, looping her legs around a branch, hanging upwards. “Anything to clear my mind. But all I ever saw was ashes and broken dreams. I couldn’t talk to anyone, either. They’d freak, thinking I’d gone crazy or soft in the head. Stuff like that.”
I can almost see those clouds moving
Amazing eye, buddy!