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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…- 231.2 K • Completed
- Once upon a time, nestled in a comfy bed and somepony's embrace, an alicorn stirred awake. A yawn escaped her lips, and upon opening her eyes, she saw the night sky beyond the bedroom window, filled with stars and constellations. They were distant and faded, beautiful and clear all at once, and she named each one in her head. At the back of her mind, she thought the stars in her dreams had never been clearer. She closed her eyes, a smile blooming on her lips, and it felt like the soft pillow under…
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- “Do you dream, North?” “Sometimes,” he replied. “When I’ve had too much to eat.” “And nightmares?” she asked. “What’s one of the worst you’ve had?” “Well,” he began after a moment’s thought, ”I once dreamt that Frost, Tangerine and I were caught by Blood Dagger’s crew during our Silverlake Expedition.” He smiled at her. “What about yourself?” She fell silent until she somberly replied, “A day in Trottingham.” He laughed. “A day in Trottingham…
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- It all happened very fast. Princess Luna—or Nightmare Moon, rather—rose on her hindlegs, stared Twilight down with her pitch-black eyes, and then slammed her hooves on the floor, a pulse of magic discharging from her whole form. “Princess Luna!” Twilight begged to no avail. “Please!” Her pleas went unheard as the magic swallowed her, brusquely ejecting her from the dream and back to reality. She opened her eyes with a start and found herself back in the workshop. The entire place…
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- Twilight could not accurately estimate how long she’d been in the dream realm, particularly when time worked differently there, but it certainly felt like she’d been there a while. A long while, cluelessly wandering about this warped Hollow Shades, chaos magic seeping out of everything the eye could see. “Hello?!” she called out, but much like the dozen times before, no one replied—even though she couldn’t shake off the feeling she wasn’t alone. Moving shadows seemed to loom all…
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- Face to face, he saw her only once. In his dreams, however, he’d seen her nearly every other night; in dreams where his hindlegs still worked, still moved, where he was not crippled for life. He was a painter by trade. Or had been, at least. He was more accurately a fool; a fool who’d embarked on an ill-fated journey to trap the world in paintings and now found himself trapped in the unforgiving claws of the forest. He’d lost his supplies, lost his way, and he feared his very own life would…
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~ Interlude V ~ A Quiet Moment ~
She hadn’t been able to sleep since they came back from the library. She simply lay on the edge of her bed, unable to tear her eyes away from the sleeping alicorn beside her, the ink all over her coat staining the sheets and Sweetie Belle huddled next to her. For hours, she was convinced it was a dream. It had to be. Any moment now, she thought, she’d hear Incantation yelling her name, she’d wake up back at Hollow Shades, and Twilight would still be sealed inside the library. But the hours…- 231.2 K • Completed
- He would never learn the pain of being forgotten. He had never sought out to be recognized in the eyes of anypony but those he cared about. Regardless of the passing of the years, he would never once care whether other ponies remembered him or not. But he cared—painfully, agonizingly so—that ponies were forgetting her. Ponies of all ages and walks of life trotted along the streets of Equestria's capital city, each lost in their own little worlds, their own little all-encompassing…
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