Jaith Adymn
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- Posted: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 10:20:43 +0000
Dusk was fast approaching by the time Atlas returned to his office; his assistant had already gone home and the only people still in the building were the night staff. He sat down at his desk and hesitated for a moment before turning towards his computer. He began to research the movie that the poster he had seen earlier was for.he couldn’t believe what he found. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. The show undoubtedly showed the world he came from; although he didn’t recognise any of the characters there. Atlas merely assumed the show took place long after his time; as it had been a very long time since he was banished from his world and trapped in this one. He pondered how this could be possible; was it possible that someone else from his world ended up here or was this all just some cosmic coincidence? Was something else in play that Altas was unaware of?
”Augh!” Arthur cried out in frustration as he slid away from his desk; never before had he suffered from such a severe case of writer’s block before. He glared back at his computer screen the blank document page open on the screen; the little black line blinking almost mockingly at him.
Arthur sighed and shut off the computer screen and headed into his kitchen for a glass of water and to take a break from trying to write. He idly checked his phone but the only messages he had were from his boss asking if he had anything yet. At this rate, if Arthur couldn’t start producing scripts for the new season soon he was going to get cut and someone else would take his place. He was concerned with the latter rather than the former; the idea of someone else taking the reigns of his project bothered him far more than it should’ve. Arthur felt that no one else could really do the story justice… maybe that was just Arthur’s pride talking.
Arthur finished his glass of water and headed to bed; maybe a good night’s rest would help him be inspired in the morning. Wishful thinking of course...
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”Augh!” Arthur cried out in frustration as he slid away from his desk; never before had he suffered from such a severe case of writer’s block before. He glared back at his computer screen the blank document page open on the screen; the little black line blinking almost mockingly at him.
Arthur sighed and shut off the computer screen and headed into his kitchen for a glass of water and to take a break from trying to write. He idly checked his phone but the only messages he had were from his boss asking if he had anything yet. At this rate, if Arthur couldn’t start producing scripts for the new season soon he was going to get cut and someone else would take his place. He was concerned with the latter rather than the former; the idea of someone else taking the reigns of his project bothered him far more than it should’ve. Arthur felt that no one else could really do the story justice… maybe that was just Arthur’s pride talking.
Arthur finished his glass of water and headed to bed; maybe a good night’s rest would help him be inspired in the morning. Wishful thinking of course...