So I was inspired by the comment section for these vids and some more I can't remember.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2oNaLW3JEY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7dC3Aogn2mw
While I don't need to tell you what kind of people wrote the stories in the comment sections, suffice to say they are teenagers; they do make me happy. My intent isn't to mock them. I really enjoyed reading the things they wrote.
There is something about this. I think it has a word. As some songs' melodies like the american anthem makes you think of america, other melodies have no such association.
That's what this thread is about. Post a pic or song together with a snippet of fiction. Basically what your mind conjures up when you are exposed to that piece of art you attach with you post.
You can of course post whatever, even the american anthem along with your piece of fiction. That could also be intresting since even though it is safe to assume you think about america when you hear that song, it could be intresting to see exactly what you think about. Do you think about pies or the struggles of america's past or present?
So this is my inspiration. Just the song in my case, nothing more.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDB1b1tvBBw
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Moonlight listen in the bowl of the fountain and made the jet of water coming out of becks of the three hypogrifs standing on a rock in a cricle seem like white ropes. An earth pony stallion clad in armour came near the fountain. He looked around for a bit before he began to walk passed the fountain.
If he had been more observent, he would have seen the gree hand gripping the neck of one of hte hypogrif statues as he passed. When the stallion had walked passed the fountain, a bipedal, green skinned creatured dressed in a suit had also passed the fountian but on the otherside.
As the stallion was distracted by taking in a short whiff of the wonderful night-blooming flowers, the green man climbed up the castle wall.
A hard feet withoutthe rightt tools since the wall was the bare. However, Anon was a specialist and had the tools. After a couple of seconds spinning the rope and the hook around, he tossed it up. It rounded a flagpole which the desginers had not considered to be a potential flaw in the security.
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Anon began his ascension. He stood out with his black suit agains the while walls that were lit by the moonlight. He heard the flapping of wings. He looked down but realized that he had gotten to far up to go back down and hide again. Instead he opted for another route.
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As the the flapping came around the corner, it revealed itself as a another gaurd, this time a pegasi. He quickly glanced at the wall to his side but didn't notice anything. Instead he began whistling as he passed the wall and rounded the next corner.
Anon let out a breathe. He waspushing himself against the glass of a window as he stood on the windowsill of it and hid his features by squeezing his body into the opening meant for the window to cover him.
As he saw the pegasi leave, he began climbing again. The rope had not been seen since it was tan in color and with the moon hitting the wall pendicular it had also not created long line of dark shadow. Lucky.
Anon continued his climb and soon he was on the top of the wall. After he had sneaked by one of the gaurds, he reached a door. A moment of doorpicking later and Anon was in. With the help of his map of the interior and with a bit more sneaking, he found Queen Twilight Sparkle's bedroom.
Well inside, Anon began to tip toe his way closer the alicorn bundle of blankets, which switched from expanding and inflating. A content smile was on the face of the alicorn, which size was greater than the average mare but yet still not as huge as the former princesses had been.
On the bedside table next to her, was a gold crown with purple jewels the size of eggs on it. This coast worthy piece sat in an opend container clearly specially made for it.
Anon reached out his hands to grab it.
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