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The Crystal Empire has been lost due to an onset growth of crystals that engulfed most of the capital and encased its citizens within.

Braeburn, returning from confirming the loss of his beloved Sunburst, mourns his death at home alone.


This story contains LGBT themes. Emphasis on the G.

Written for the Quills and Sofas Speed Write "The Return" with the themes of "Hope" and "Murder".

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In advance, sorry if this comment seems a bit rushed. Had no idea that this one didn’t have any comments until last night when Bike sent out the announcement of the state of Luna Slate X.

I shouldn’t have put this one off. Not only that, but I was expecting a fic about grief, and completely missed the ‘Thriller’ tag. I got way more than I bargained for.

This will also be tricky to comment for, as there are so much that can be spoiled. So, the comment below will be practically drowning in spoiler tags.

He pulled the shawl down, clutched it tightly to his chest, and took a deep whiff. It smelled of old parchment and dried ink.

Aww. Poor Brae. :fluttercry:

He had been in mid gallop, panic in his eyes and crying out behind him, presumably galloping away from the encroaching growths

No doubt that image will scar him.

With an immense amount of effort,

Things needed to be done. Chores to finish, food to cook, and tasks to complete for the next day.

Grief is already setting in. He needs to take some time, but who else would care for the house? For him? This is one of the reasons why I thought the next scene was just a grief-induced nightmare. No doubt that the loss of Sunburst deeply affected him.

On the far side of the room, where the open entryway to the dining room was located, was a wall of pitch black.

Why am I getting 'dead butterflies (One of Them Will Destroy the Other)' vibes?

From the shadows, two big sapphire gemstone eyes and a grin of crystalline teeth appeared. They gnashed together in a predatory grin that relayed ill intent.

Gave me chills. This would make for an amazing cover art!

A knock came from the living room window, closed tight by two latched wooden shutters.

DON’T answer that.

A moment later, the door slid open allowing shadows to pour through the widening cracks.

This is why I thought it was a dream. The metaphor of shadow and water. Subliminally, the message here is that Braeburn needs to grieve otherwise he’ll drown in it. Also, just a thought, but maybe eldritch horrors in nightmares run in the Apple family? For instance, ShadowBloom in AppleBloom’s nightmare.

I like the clever uses of the monster calling out “Sunshine” and “Braebie”. The thought that came to mind is all is needed for something to be creepy is to take the familiar and soothing, and twist it to have malicious intent. That’s the small little details that make the story punch.

First to emerge was an equine leg made of pure topaz with the bottom half covered in glittering opal dust.

as the darkness clung to his hooves.

It’s a trap!

A single drop of saliva dripped onto Braeburn’s face as the creature loomed over him and readied to snap

Like a click of a mousetrap. The small sound right before the flare of pain. Also, this is the first hint we get that it wasn’t a dream.

Finally, The ending scene is haunting. The image that Silverstar gazes upon definitely finishes off with style. The protruding crystals, the running water from the eyes, and the cherry on top- the blissful smile.

Geez, now I want to write a thriller myself! Well done!

oof, what a lovely bit of horror here! the setup, with

He pulled the shawl down, clutched it tightly to his chest, and took a deep whiff. It smelled of old parchment and dried ink.

and

Braeburn trotted to the left side of the bed — Sunburst’s spot — and laid down on the soft mattress.

The last thing Braeburn thought as he drifted off to sleep was how much it still smelled like his beloved.

did their job in establishing Braeburn's grief and loss in a way that i really felt it, and i loved how ambiguous the relationship between the crystal monster and Sunburst felt. just enough to make one think that it really was Sunburst in a way, but referring to Sunburst in his memory as "he" definitely tipped the scales for me, and the idea of an unfathomable being having eaten Sunburst's identity and memory is a great bit of horror. the body horror of being transformed into crystal, and the unsettling way Braeburn accepted his fate with a blissful smile were also great elements

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