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Equestrian Breaker
Ageless:Part III http://pastebin.com/u/EquestrianBreaker Equestrian Breaker Wed 21 Nov 2012 00:47:14 No. 5915494 View View Report Quoted By:
>>5915481 >The book was taking - finding what it was meant to possess. Calling out to its nature. >If this failed, it would be days before you could start again, possibly weeks. One for replenishing your magical reserves now dispensed in the tome, two for convincing Celestia to attempt it again. >The future could wait. Right now, you needed to focus on keeping the dais active. It was the tube of transversal from mind to prison. >Celestia let out another sharp breath, and that's when you saw it. A sliver of gray eking out of her horn. It moved timidly at first, rising with the slow pull of the book calling to it. It flowed above Celestia and through the spherical tubing the swirling glyphs provided, observing it's new surroundings. It was when the tip had reached the tome's open pages that it began to shake. It felt itself entering a new vessel. >You knew what would come next. It would feel out its new surroundings for a medium to express itself. Seek light, but only find darkness. What you hadn't expected was the tenacity that followed. The gray ooze began thrashing, spasming as it was fed into the tome, battering itself against the blockade the runes provided. Celestia struggled beneath it as the emotion fought harder and harder against extraction. >Emotion won out, her eyes opened, and all you knew was blinding light. Equestrian Breaker
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>>2743549 >The book was taking - finding what it was meant to possess. Calling out to its nature. >If this failed, it would be days before you could start again, possibly weeks. One for replenishing your magical reserves now dispensed in the tome, two for convincing Celestia to attempt it again. >The future could wait. Right now, you needed to focus on keeping the dais active. It was the tube of transversal from mind to prison. >Celestia let out another sharp breath, and that's when you saw it. A sliver of gray eking out of her horn. It moved timidly at first, rising with the slow pull of the book calling to it. It flowed above Celestia and through the spherical tubing the swirling glyphs provided, observing it's new surroundings. It was when the tip had reached the tome's open pages that it began to shake. It felt itself entering a new vessel. >You knew what would come next. It would feel out its new surroundings for a medium to express itself. Seek light, but only find darkness. What you hadn't expected was the tenacity that followed. The gray ooze began thrashing, spasming as it was fed into the tome, battering itself against the blockade the runes provided. Celestia struggled beneath it as the emotion fought harder and harder against extraction. >Emotion won out, her eyes opened, and all you knew was blinding light.
