Fight for Our Home
No matter how immense and sudden the change was for both of us, nor how much I rebelled against him for the first few years, I do not remember a single moment that Pa- I mean, Jarl Dark treated me as anything less than an equal, be it at home, in training, in our daily lives, or even during battle.
The day that I first truly understood how dearly Dark cared for me and Dusk was the latter of these moments, when I opened my eyes to look upon a blanket of white clouds. Countless snowflakes floated down to land on my face, but I did not yet know why I still felt warmth, despite the wind and snow.
My blurred vision diminished as I started to come to my senses, when I realised that the warmth had spread to my right hoof. I sat upright to look over my body, when I found that both my coat and the snow-covered ground around me had been stained dark red, and I found a gash across my entire chest.
Fortunately, it had solidified, and was no longer bleeding, and I breathed a sigh of relief, when I heard the unmistakable sound of clashing metal close by. I did not know the peril I was in, until I turned to face whence the sound came, only to see Dark standing mere hooves away, wielding his axe.
It felt like I was looking at him swinging his broadaxe with both hooves for an eternity, and I did not understand what was going on, until my stained hoof brushed against the hilt of my sword. In an instant, I remembered the bridge we were defending, the advancing army, and the blade that hurt me.
Biting through the pain as best I could, following in his hoofsteps, I grabbed my sword, and slowly rose from the ground to stand by his side once again. With my buckler on one arm and my sword in my hoof, I narrowly managed to parry another Stallion's greatsword that nearly struck him in his side.
A mere moment later, after I had defeated the Stallion, and pushed his lifeless body into the river far below us, did Dark see me by his side, and he froze where he stood. I was concerned that he had been hit, and I asked him if he was all right, to which he merely dropped his axe, and embraced me.
Yet again, I could feel my coat becoming wet, but when I heard Dark's breathing quickened, and felt his embrace tighten as his voice started to break, I knew it was not because of a wound. Only after he told me he thought I had been slain did I realise it was the tears he wept that stained my coat.
By the grace of the Heavens above, not a single Pony dared to cross the bridge for as long as I was in Dark's embrace. Only after Dark let go of me, and nodded with teary eyes and a euphoric smile on his face, did somepony approach us again, quivering in fear as they slowly stepped onto the bridge.
It was clear to us both that the Pony now in front of us, clad head to hoof in armour, and wielding a great weapon, had seen far too few winters to be here. When Dark picked up his axe, he caused the Young Stallion to quiver even more, until he quietly told him to lay down his arms, and to go home.
The rest of the force, who were all unfit for battle, surrendered, and Dark stepped towards them to ask what they needed, so he could see what they could spare. As he led the few surrendered soldiers back to town, I saw past the great warrior I admired, and saw the noble Pony Dark was trying to be.
After the last soldiers left, we were just glad to return home to find Dusk sound asleep.
I know Dark remembers when he was in their place, fighting for his own home, and those he loved…
(Thanks for reading this bonus! If you'd like a story of your own, feel free to send a request!)
Featuring:
Morro, Dark and Dusk from @askdarkpony
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A lil late birthday doodle of the only MLP and VtM friend I have that I can complain about both to and they understand lol @askdarkpony
Happy Belated Birthday, old friend!
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Who is your favorite top 5 (non your) pony ocs?
Oh man, I don't know if I CAN pick 5 lol. If I had to pick though, I'd probably say-
@asklostcelestia
@askdarkpony
@aura-answers
@darkfiretaimatsu
@raindropsanswers
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[Ask Dark - 948]
This blog started on 2011, and this particular arch started in 2014. It’s been a long time, isn’t it?
I’m happy to be able to reach this point and to have had the endurance to not abandon before.
This is not the end, but I still wanted to thank y’all for sticking with me.
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askdarkpony replied to your photo “but what if i made TWO watcher with tiddies i am unstoppable ”
But what do they watch?
a very disgruntled and particularly perturbed dark angels primaris marine.
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