ChangelingFlash

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On a storm ruled night, through the treacherous landscape, he moves onward through the shadows, raindrops gliding down his jagged horn and dripping from his fangs as he stealthily and silently creeps towards his target. A streak of light splits the sky, reflecting brilliantly off of his armor, his slender and soaked form flashing into existence for the briefest of moments as thunder ravages the sky above. The advantage is taken, and he moves, the thunderous roar muffling his steps as he presses onward if only for a moment into a new place to conceal himself once more. Two softly glowing sapphire eyes scan the darkness for any signs of a threat before fading away, a soft exhale escaping his maw, only to be drowned out and lost to the constant cacophony of the falling rain and wind, relentlessly pounding the land surrounding him. There is no turning back now, there is too much at stake; Too much to lose and too much progress has been made for failure to be remotely an option now. He must do this, for his followers, for his friends, and for everyone. An armor plated hoof, covered in mud and soaked completely through, lifts from the cold and soaked ground to his head, brushing aside an unruly segment of his mane as the two large and purpose-filled eyes upon once more, casting their soft glow into the overwhelming darkness like defiant stars in an empty nighttime sky. He steps out of his temporary haven and into a nearby clearing as another powerful bolt from the skies above tears through the air, revealing the nearby secluded and twisted lair of malevolence that he has sought for months, and the one whom dwells within. The Prince looks upon the lair as it fades back into the darkness, a spark of magic arcing across his horn as he scowls at the fading shape, a low hiss sliding between his clenched teeth as he steps towards the structure and a pair of eerie and spiteful emerald eyes glaring right at him from a high balcony, as if they were challenging him. The Revolution is nigh, The Queen must be shown justice, and the name of all Changelings restored, or the Prince shall give everything trying.

(I am aware that this is not a proper Journal, but I wished to have at least something here! And, I am using this to also announce the fact that I have a new laptop~! For those who read this, I hope that you find this enjoyable!)

Good day, ponies..!