My brother Cinnabar and I used to play Plotball as fillys, he would cheat every now and then by usuing his hind hooves, hitting me in the head or having us look for the ball for the entire day because it dropped through the clouds…. looking for the ball was more fun than playing sometimes… I miss Cinnabar…

[At the moment I’m throwing in drafts, 2 more and I’m out, this means this blog might go on hiatus for a while as well until my PC is finished]