...You know what i realised? I'm letting myself get too worked up in the details of this fic. Between the micmicromanagement of Pinkie Prime's godhood personality, turning this thing into more of a romance than a glorified cloppy self-cest, and letting the back pain get to me, I've simply forgotten to just have fun with it.

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Ok, despite small town tweakers, full time job, the sporadic inspiration and simply trying to find willpower through it all, I got a decent chapter done though Celly knows it's missing it's full potential. I'll swing it by my editors and proofreaders them post it...

Here goes nothing, folks...

well, here we go. It's been a while since I've written something, and that last time was the elements of the dark zodiac series. This time I'm hoping to bring some selfcest to the table with a little flavor of multi dimensional phobia. After all, playing with probability is half the fun.