An impatient knock sounded at the wooden door, a voice following, “Cassius hurry up!” Ah, dear Atlas, what a joy to be around. “I’m coming.” I called out in a sing-song way. We were off to the dungeons once again; our daily ‘ritual’. Because what really was life without some adventure? … And her. I pulled the door open after quickly grabbing my beloved dagger, Skippie bouncing onto my back, leaving a nasty trail of slime across my fur. ...

Cautiously peering into a hole in the broken wall, Cassius stumbled backwards quickly, his lantern blowing out as a white gust of air flew out of the hole and past him, screeching like a banshee as it went. It disappeared into thin air; silence left behind.  Cassius shook himself off, feeling silly for overreacting to a mere ghost. He walked back over to the group, Atlas laughing to himself.  “Big strong guy afraid of ghosts! Never would I have imagined that!” He doubled o...

“Fucking hell.” Atlas cursed, his ghostly arms bursting out of his chest.  The courser giggled manically, the sounds of it’s bones cracking and creaking as it moved around the room, “Oh lookie here - a magical courser! This will be fun!”  It rushed head first into the group, an decomposed eyeball swinging about as it did so. Cassius and Sasha formed a quick barrier with their bodies, protecting the youngers, whilst Atlas’ arms extended towards the grotesque courser...

Four musketeers sauntered across the grass. These four musketeers consisted of a gentleman, a warrior, an inconsiderate teenager, and a horse that resembled a fluffy bunny - what an odd mix.  The gentleman, Cassius, lead the way, small branches snapping under his large hooves.  Sasha, the warrior, and Atlas, the teenager, followed, Sasha keeping a close eye on the mischevious boy.  And the silly bunny looking thing trailed behind in a world of their own, pulling...

Sand crunching, Somebody is waiting.   Shadows hunching,  Somebody is lurking.    Look above little pony,  You aren’t alone.  Oh they’re so bony,  Cheering you on.    What could they be? I don’t know. Look, a key,  We need to get it!     Here comes the fog, Here comes the grumble.  Like a wild dog,  It bares it’s teeth.   Readying...

A yellow coat and large hooves, Manoeuvre through the cave, Following the wall grooves, And being brave.    A sudden rumble, From the depths below, A loud grumble,  Is that so?   Like a hungry beast,  She looks for food,  She would love a feast, But the world is rude.    So an apple will do, Juicy and red,  Maybe even two, To keep her from being dead. 

“Are you fucking kidding me? It’s one problem after another in this stupid place.” Terrence angrily said, squished up against Atlas.  “Everyone stay calm.” Sasha said, looking over at the younger boys with a stern glance. Atlas rolled his eyes, “Yes mom.”  Terrence growled and shoved Atlas, causing him to slip off the stone. Two blue, transparent, glowing arms latched onto the side of the platform, holding Atlas up, “What is your problem?! You could’ve...

Everyone froze, the light snores from the eight legged creature the only noise in the cavern.  Terrence looked angry, glancing over at everyone to mouth ‘I fucking told you so’.  Taking charge, Cassius got everyone’s attention and waved over to the next exit, nodding his head towards it. Everyone came to an understanding and eagerly nodded their heads.  Cassius lead the plan, taking gentle steps in order to not make any noise. Sasha urged Atlas and Terrence to go...

“Terrence come on!” A bold laugh came from behind the tree, a shiny pair of hooves stepping out. Terrence shook his hair out in the wind, and smirked at the yellow mare, “You like what I did with my hair?” Sasha rolled her eyes and began walking off to the others, “Your hair will mean nothing if a beast bites your head off.” T...