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The reader may encounter a number of unfamiliar words, phrases, idioms, and spellings. Some relate to farming or animal anatomy (real or mythical); “button” is a term for the bud of a horn or antler, and “alicorn” is the historical word for a unicorn’s horn, for example. Many are archaisms and regionalisms that seem to be disappearing from the American lexicon as the last generations to grow up with them—including mine—age and pass, leaching from the language a certain richness and character.
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I kind of feel as though I just watched an episode of Little House on the Prairie. But with less plot.
That's not to say it was _bad_ (on the contrary, you had me enthralled).
But, well - nothing seems to _happen_.
I dunno. Perhaps I'm just too used to Hollywood-esque, fast paced style stories to properly appreciate this.
I also wonder if the foal will turn out to be a mule or a breeding stallion, in his own time.
I’m sure the foal will be able to continue Dale’s line when the time comes.
And yea. this isn't the only 'Changeling join Pony Society and learn to love for real' but it is one of the best ones. There is lots of feeling and emotion in this story, and it doesn't feel forced that the Changeling does come to really love our Stallion.
This works so well. I like it a lot.
I never thought I would feel sympathy for one of the Changelings, but color me surprised. Apparently even a Changeling can learn how to give love as well as drain it. And if one can do that, then who is to say that in time the whole race may change? Because one Changeling found the courage to take that first step...
Believe it or not, according to diagrams of equine conformation that I used to build my pony chart, “arm” is indeed the proper name for an equine forelimb. (That term in particular is why I included the author’s note at the beginning of the story.)
I quite enjoyed this. It put me in the mind of an old grandfather stallion sitting in a rocking chair around a fire and telling his grandchildren (grandfoals?) an old folk story that's been passed down throughout the years.
I see that you're something of an older fan. I didn't know Cronies existed, but it goes to show that this fandom attracts all sorts of folk.
I'm glad you sat down and decided to spin such a good yarn, and while you said that this will likely be your first and last foray into fanfiction, I do sincerely hope that you'll make a return to the fandom and contribute again, should inspiration strike again. You're a solid talent, if you don't mind my saying so. ^^
I’ve generated a fair amount of pony-related content. If you check my scrapbook and my sub-galleries labeled “Ponies” and “Pony Tales”, you’ll find a smorgasbord of stuff.
I just assumed Chrysalis was lying about not being the queen. I wouldn't make sense for her to openly state herself being the leader of the invasion that meant to bring harm to its inhabitants. It would make less sense for the farmer to shrug that off or something. That would been like showing hospitality to Adolf Hitler after he introduced himself to you.
I got caught in the idea that Chrysalis was lying to because it was safer & was getting her sympathy she didn't deserve. That sounds like the kind of wicked little thing Chrysalis would do for a bit of the upper-hand. It intrigued me as soon as I thought that's what was going on & I stuck with it. Again, sorry for discrediting your story for my lack of comprehension
Keep in mind that the description included the sentence “Mane, tails, and ears were short and uneven.” Chrysalis had a long mane and tail, even in the scene of her being flung away from Canterlot, while the “generic” changelings had rather raggedy little manes and tails. That said, I did make one error—their eyes are more blue-green than green! Whoops.
The changeling initially was pretty confused and disoriented, and really wasn’t sure just what to do in the absence of accustomed authority. It’s a common phenomenon among people from authoritarian societies when they find themselves in free countries; often they literally don’t know what to do with themselves! Recidivism among hardened criminals can work the same way—some may commit crimes just so they can go back to prison, which at least is a simple, regimented environment they’ve grown to understand.
And maybe, just maybe, this one had harbored secret doubts about the whole enterprise. . . .
Makes me think there's some hope for the changelings.
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However, I am very interested in the cross-breed mentioned. I honestly never considered such a prospect could happen, and it makes me think about the futures of the expelled changelings.
Very interesting indeed.