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In retrospect, she probably shouldn’t have downed that glass of punch. “Twilight?” Cadance’s voice rang in the air as Rarity rubbed her hoof in circles on Twilight’s back. “Are you okay?” “I’m working on that,” replied Twilight, massaging her forehead and looking up. Gathered around a large table, her eyes scanned the plethora of strangers who awaited what she had to say, and… And it was a sobering thought, if she had to admit to anypony but herself and maybe Rarity; that out…- 231.2 K • Completed
“Shining Armor, I… I don’t think he will surrender peacefully…” “Princess Celestia wouldn’t do it if she didn’t think it would work, Twilight.” “But… I’m afraid… If it doesn’t work, Princess Celestia told me I’ll have to… What if I can’t stop him? What if I can’t wield the Eleme—” “Twily, if it comes to that, you will be able to stop him. And remember, Cadance and I will be here to help you always.” “An instant…- 352.1 K • Completed
- “Does something trouble you, little one?” Pinkie’s ears twitched, her eyes fixed on the night stars reflected in the endless lake before her. She wanted to look up to her friend, but instead she stared down at the lake’s surface, lifting her hoof and dipping it into the water, watching as the ripples distorted her reflection. “She’ll be okay, right?” she asked, finally, turning up to the princess. Princess Luna smiled softly, glancing down at the mare. “Curious. Was it not you who…
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- Monday morning arrived to the sound of singing birds and… hooting owls? Back at home, Rarity rolled over in her bed and stifled a yawn. She took off her sleeping mask and looked toward the window, her eyes adjusting to the rays of bright sunlight filtering in. To her surprise, she was met with the sight of a familiar white owl standing on the windowsill, who hooted twice when Rarity looked at her. Elara? What’s she doing here? Never before had Elara actually traveled out beyond the forest…
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- Rarity had a very strange dream that night. It began inside a large room within Canterlot Castle. It was a beautiful room, with marble floors and mahogany furniture, carved and polished until everything shined. Oil portraits hung on the walls, depicting elegantly dressed mares and stallions. The air smelled of fresh flowers, and not a speck of dust could be found. It was an immaculate sight, save for one small detail. Discord, or rather a statue of him, stood in the middle of the room, laughing at…
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- It had been nearly a week and a half since Elara had taken up temporary residence at Fluttershy’s cottage. Rarity thought it a testament to Twilight’s growing trust in them that she didn’t protest—too much—at having the owl away from home. Rarity knew how important the owl was to Twilight, though—and so when Elara was ready to go, she wasted no time in picking her up, telling the Cutie Mark Crusaders “no, for the twentieth time, you cannot come along today,” and heading off to the…
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- Rarity sometimes likened Twilight to light. It was a peculiar word to describe somepony, wasn’t it? Or that’s what Twilight would say, at least. She’d roll her eyes and point out that light was a concept, a notion, the result of the sun shining overhead or a candle flickering in the darkness. And yet, Twilight Sparkle was like light. Rarity could be clever and point out that the word itself was inscribed in the alicorn’s name, or that her first name represented a shifting in light between day…
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- In the depths of the Everfree Forest, past abandoned houses, past Timberwolves and frightening beasts, was a trapdoor at the base of a grand old oak tree. Blue magic delicately surrounded the handle and pulled. Dirt and dust rose into the air when Rarity opened the trapdoor. She stepped back, trying to protect her coat from the mess. When the dust settled, she had no choice but to remain there for a moment, taking in the implication of dirt and dust and time collected on the door. She lifted her hoof…
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