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PonyJosiah13


Just an adventure/mystery fanfiction-writing brony from the state of Vermont who hopes that you enjoy his work.

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It's autumn and Izzy's sitting in the Crystal Brighthouse, watching the rain out the window. There's no reason for her to be sweating, for her heart to be going so fast, or for her entire body to be tingling.

No reason except the mare sitting next to her.

A G5 romance that I dreamed up a couple of nights ago and needed to write out. Hope you enjoy!

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 14 )

Cute! 😊

I wish you didn't rush it out... hopefully you don't do that in the mere future... quality over quantity.

I don't know what the commenter before me is talking about. This was a pretty sweet story, expressive and well paced. For me, it was quite an enjoyable read.

Short and sweet, with a focus on emotion over action. Not too bad for someone who claims romance is not their forte.

For a speed piece in a genre you say isn't your forte, you did a pretty good job. Very cute.

Your proud of it but why disable ratings? Also cute story.

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It is a sweet story but he also quote real quick in the authors note.. which means he rushed it to get it out... the idea is good but there are a few erorrs from the grammar perspective. And besides he made a lot more romance stories just not speed oneshot romance... when I read this story I seem to read it and there might be a few missing on details. If you know what I mean.

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Ah, okay, I see. What about it missing some potential details? It was a sweet read, and the experience itself matters the most when you read a story. Thinking about what might have been is shooting yourself in the foot — so to speak. The moment you do that and start being critical of it, you stop enjoying the story, you disengage with it and watch it from afar. (This is kinda following the analogy of measuring a wave-particle and how that collapses to acting like a particle as a result, thus no longer experiencing it in the wave form)

Okay, perhaps I'm getting too much into it myself with this reply. Perhaps you just have higher standards to satisfy when it comes to a story before you can personally enjoy it, I don't see that as an issue as long as these standards aren't forced upon anyone. Maybe what you meant by that comment was just that there visibly was room for improvement and wanted to let the author know of that. But the almost imperative wording of "hopefully you don't do that in the mere future," feels like an empathetic trap (i.e.: to incite someone to do something you want because they feel pity and sorry for you), that's the main issue I had.

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They have enabled ratings now! :yay:

Hecking cute story. Great job. :twilightsmile:

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Izzy turned and raised an eyebrow at her friend, whose cheeks darkened. "Okay, I still am kinda scared of thunderstorms," she admitted. "I'd hide under the bed and wait for it to go away. My dad would tell me stories about the Weather Factory back in Cloudsdale and how the pegasi would clear away the storms, and I'd wish I could have a friend to make the thunderstorms go away so we could go out and play."

When Izzy turned which way did she turn? also which eyebrow did she raise? this what bothering me a lot... since there could of been an object there or what you call a blind spot if you have a car. That's pretty much what type of perspective I read all day long. Now I'm question the image of imagination but unfortunate that the picture of that imagination isn't clear.

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Sometimes it's up to the reader to choose and adorn specifics intuitively. Like in that case, I imagined she raised her left eyebrow myself. Less specific description means more liberty for the reader to imagine such details for themselves. And, also, getting stuck to such minute aspects ruins the immersion with the story (as said earlier, it disengages the reader from it). But, I suppose, all this is coming from someone who is less concerned with specifics such as what color one's coat is or which hoof they bumped with somepony else, and more concerned with the big picture and the whole rainbow of feelings and images of a story — like, it's hard for me to understand why what you've told me is so bothersome.

Greetings. Your reading has been completed and can be found below. I hope you enjoy.

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