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Swiper
Sun, Mar 11th, 2012 14:15
No. 90449
I guess, if I was writing this, I might have something like: { I leaned up against the lamppost, which protected a little bit against the rain but not a lot. I glared at those ugly bright yellow lights above the boutique, a pony could go mad looking for too long, and I just went back to closing my eyes. I couldn't help thinking about all the ponies out there on the streets that didn't have a lamppost to go to, much less a home. I suppose rain meant a free shower to some of them. I thought to myself how it wasn't like Autumn Breeze to be this late. It didn't matter, of course. I just keeping to a timetable just kept me sane. A million little pleasures, like finding yourself a less than five minutes short on a pickup, add up after a while. I guess that's all what happiness is, when you come down to it. One cookie, one kiss, one trip, and so on adds up to a while; all of them as futile as little chalk marks on the sidewalk. Anyways, I gazed off into the distance, rain dripping off my hat all along my nose. I made out that familiar little blue pegasus, walking through the black clouds of rainy nothingness. Poor thing would barely fly to save her life, let alone get out of the rain. I smirked, although I knew shouldn't have. After all, she was showing up on time. I might have time to catch the guys at their little shindig after all. The color drained off my face as Autumn took clearer shape, popping out of the cloudy mist. Oh, sure, her mane, tail, dress, and everything else looked fine, except for being soaking wet of course. Yet I could see it in her face, especially in her eyes, as clear as a a barrel of water. Black and blue on the blue coat. Makeup could hide that, but the rain made that out of the question. "He beat her again," I said to myself, speaking so softly that even I could barely hear it. My heart went from zero to racing speed. "Again..." She walked up and stood a few feet besides the rickshaw, as oblivious to me as if I was another lamppost.…