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>A hole appeared in your Lyra folder today.
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>Amidst all the pictures you'd saved and the drawings you'd done of her, there it was.
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>You're sure you didn't save it there - maybe it was an accident.
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>A misclick.
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>Nothing more.
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>But nonetheless, there it was.
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>It really shouldn't have been a big deal.
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>but you knew something dreadful was near.
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>you look into the hole, wondering if there was a way you could fill it.
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>Could you simply delete it?
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>Move it?
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>you could fill it with a picture - but that would only shift the hole somewhere else.
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>holes are troublesome things.
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>Before you know it, though, she's already peeking her head inside.
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>There's something keenly interesting down there, and she needs to know what it might be.
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>she's a curious minty mare, perhaps too curious for her own good.
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>You try to click and drag her away, but she's already in.
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>she's part of the hole, now.
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>All you can do is watch, as she wanders deeper in.
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>The last thing you see of her is the end of her tail, disappearing around a bend within.
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>It's been a day or two, you're still posting like before.
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>You haven't touched the hole, but-
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>why do all these pictures feel so... empty, now?
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>they're not literally so - there's still a mare in all of them, all the proper color, all the proper shape-
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>but there's no lyra.
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>Just empty data.
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>There's a hole, where a mare should be.
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>you wonder what would happen, if you went down the hole too.
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>who would even notice, if your posts were without (you)?
by NeccAnon
by NeccAnon
by NeccAnon