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Description
Scene from “Survivor Shy”, a story that follows Fluttershy living in a world completely and suddenly devoid of other ponies.
With nopony to turn to, Fluttershy is forced to learn to fend for herself, and find a way, if possible, to bring back ponykind and save Equestria.
The story is told through the images, and the story excerpts they inspire. The scenes are not created and uploaded in chronological order, making the true turn of events a mystery that the readers must unravel as more scenes are revealed.
Survivor Shy Gallery
FAQ
With nopony to turn to, Fluttershy is forced to learn to fend for herself, and find a way, if possible, to bring back ponykind and save Equestria.
The story is told through the images, and the story excerpts they inspire. The scenes are not created and uploaded in chronological order, making the true turn of events a mystery that the readers must unravel as more scenes are revealed.
Survivor Shy Gallery
FAQ
Source
“I looked up and called out to him, terror and desperation in wreaking havoc on my voice. ‘Spike! It’s me! Fluttershy!’
“The giant purple and green dragon turned to face me, now knowing where I had gone. He didn’t even hesitate to open his colossal maw and breath stone-melting flames at me. I took to the air to avoid being burned, my tail being singed as I escaped the heat. I landed on another nearby ledge as Spike stopped to take in a breath.
“I was shaking, and tears were streaming down my face at the fact that my friend was a gigantic, fire-breathing dragon, and was trying to kill me. I had to get through to Spike, make him stop what he was doing, and I knew in my heart that there was only one way I was going to be able to do that. In one last attempt, I pleaded to him, ‘We’re friends, Spike! Please, stop! Don’t hurt me!”.
“He stared down at me, snarling and fuming smoke and flames out of his nostrils. I locked eyes with him, and for a moment I could swear I saw little Spike in them. But suddenly, the glimmer was gone, replaced by such ferocity that I couldn’t bear to look into them any more.
“As he raised a balled-up claw to strike, I blinked back the last of my tears.
“I had to fight him.”
So ends my image dump tonight, I dumped all the completed scenes in order of release all the way up to today’s release. Now I can get back to making more scenes.