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x by LeMans
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>The five stages of grief.
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>Denial.
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"No! You won't take her away from me!"
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>Anger.
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"YOU STUPID IDIOTS, STOP DOING THIS!"
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>Bargaining.
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"Pleeeeeeease let her go, can you?"
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>Depression.
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"...*sob* *sob*..."
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>...Acceptance.
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"...I will be your slave, if that's what you want..."
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>His smug grin on his face clearly presents the impending doom you're going to meet.
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>But now it doesn't matter.
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>Your life, Your deepest love...
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>Twily...
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>...is finally going to be free.
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>But only if you accepted your fate.
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>You already did, though
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>The millions of feelings rushing through your back...
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>...Fear, Loathe, Guilt, Despair...
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>...Submission.
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>You're no longer free.
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>In exchange of your daughter's freedom.
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>Twily's freedom.
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>The rivers of tears...
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>...Tears of acceptance and suff-
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>"Okay, Enough pow-wow for now. There comes my part of the deal."
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>He aims his claw towards your sacrifice.
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>Twily...
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>Still untouched.
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>No bruises, nor whipmarks...
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"Ha... Ha..."
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>It's a miracle.
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>Thank Celestia she's alright. Really.
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"Thank you. Thank you."
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>"Ahem. 'Thank you' who?"
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>His playful smile already gives you the answer...
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>But there's another feeling that resonates inside you...
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>...Hesitance.
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"Ha... Huh..."
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>Looking away ashamingly with a remorseful smile, you let out what he was desperately waiting for you to say...
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"...Thank you, Master."
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>"Okay, It is time to go, shall we?"
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>You open your mouth to say 'Yes', but he gives you no time to do it.
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>So you close your mouth as he cracks open the shackles and chains around you, keeping you in place.
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>The clangs, hinges and squeals they make ensure your partial freedom.
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>But he still doesn't trust you that much yet.
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>He didn't take out the horn ring, the one preventing you to use your magic.
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>But still.
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>Twily's going to be free, and you can't be more excited about it.
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>And he... Anon... is going to let you see her running into freedom.
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>An awesome status that lets you do what you want.
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>But it was taken from you, and given to your daughter... Twily.
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>Not only the chains can hinge.
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>Staircases can too.
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>And doors.
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>You were going to get out of that stinky, dusty place.
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>'Basement', he would call it sometimes.
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>'Torture Chamber' for you.
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>But now you're breaking free of that place.
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>And right to another door.
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>The same door you entered right before going to the torture chamber.
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>Where he'd whip you.
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>Smack your rump with his riding crop.
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>And worst of all... Rut you like there was no tomorrow.
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>You still have fresh memories of every lash and whip he marked onto you.
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>Hey... She's leaving.
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>Twily is leaving you behind.
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>To meet and greet a new world.
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>She unfolds her still untouched wings, and prepares to take off.
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>The whoosh she made to fly away from you, is something you'll never forget.
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>Ever.
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>"Now it's time to do something. I'm out of ideas. Heh... Do you have any?"
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>You've spent days without eating something.
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>You lost the track of time long ago...
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>...Did you?
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>An internal gargle inside you makes its way to your brain, reminding you of your state of hunger.
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"I'm starving, Can we get something to eat?"
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>He places a claw under his... lower muzzle? And looks upwards like if he was thinking.
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>"Yeah, I'm kind of starving right now. I'll call."
by grapenut