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      The Enchanted Era

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      by Monochromatic Once upon a time, there was a mare who did not believe in fairytales, and a very different mare who did not believe in herself. Their lives intertwined, weaving together a fairytale like no other, filled with chaos and love, friends and enemies, adventures and tragedies. A fairytale they felt would last forever. But it couldn’t.
      MLP:FiM • Alt. Universe • RariTwi • Romance • Main 6 • Rarity • Twilight
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      The Celestia Debate

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      by Monochromatic A crisp wind chilled Twilight Sparkle, her wings rustling at her side. Truthfully, she would have liked this meeting to happen inside the castle, where she would be warm, but Cadance had insisted on holding it outside for fresh air. So, there they all were instead—they being herself, Rarity, Princess Luna, Cadance, as well as Spike and Rainbow—all gathered in a courtyard outside the castle.  “So, let me get this straight...” Spike lay slumped in the castle gardens, an enormous claw…
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      The Ghost of The Enchanted Library and other stories

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      by Monochromatic The sleepy town of Ponyville had always believed the Myth of the Four Princesses to be, well, exactly that–a myth. But when they’re forced to confront that princesses and spirits might be more than just tall tales, a young mare decides she has to see it–and Princess Twilight Sparkle–for herself.
      MLP:FiM • Alt. Universe • RariTwi • Rarity • Twilight
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      Unspoken Truths

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      by Monochromatic Princess Luna sat by the sea.  It was a sea made of stars, stretching out before her like an endless expanse, constellations and galaxies and lustrous nebulae swirling around the abyss in a pattern that made no particular sense.  Life, she’d found, didn’t often make sense. Life, really, was just a series of things and events that didn't make sense, but one had to try to make sense of them nonetheless.  For a thousand years— For most of her life, Princess Luna’s thoughts…
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      The Puppeteer And His Fabulous Marionette

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      by Monochromatic Incantation stepped away from 'Twilight', her eyes widening with fear. "Wait, is this--?" “She has nothing to do with this.”  The words left Rarity’s mouth as unbidden as they were immediate, her only concern at that precise moment being the panicked changeling beside her.  Twicord looked at the changeling. “Leave, then,” he said.  Incantation, bless her soul, did no such thing, and in fact stepped closer towards Rarity—not that either of them could do anything…
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      you or nothing at all [end of TEL re-imagined from Rarity’s POV]

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      by Monochromatic To say that I’d moved on wasn’t correct.  To say that I’d let her go wasn’t right, either.  The truth of the matter is that I had learned to live around her absence. I suppose it’s like losing a limb. You will never have it back, you will always know it’s gone, things will always be different, but with time and patience, things will become normal again.  Not the same. Never the same. But normal. All right. Okay.  My heart had learned to navigate blood around…
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      waiting in the dark

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      by Monochromatic After a terrible nightmare, Princess Twilight Sparkle finds herself comforted by two of the three most important girls in her life.
      MLP:FiM • Alt. Universe • hurt/comfort • RariTwi • Amethyst Sparkle • Lavender Sparkle • Rarity • Twilight
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      you’ve been making group decisions about us without us

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      by Monochromatic Princess Twilight had read Fritter Cobbler’s letter about thirty times or more.  Sitting atop opposite bookcases, every single time I looked up from the book I was barely reading, I’d find her still staring at the worn letter, her expression indecipherable.  I put my book down and folded my hands on my lap, as I did whenever I wanted to pry into her heart.  “Princess?”  She didn’t look up at first. “You don’t have to call me that anymore,…
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