Chapters
- They’d been stuck in the elevator for about an hour, and considering the energy blasting going on outside, they probably would still be there for several more hours until somepony had enough time to do something about their situation. Twilight sighed, slumped against the jammed door. At least the oxygen spell was holding well enough. She’d always wanted to test it. Always thought she might take a dive deep down into the ocean and cast it there. This definitely wasn’t what she’d…
- 1.7 K • Oneshot
- Rarity Belle liked to think she deserved a great life. She was an up-and-coming designer; she’d graduated from school with honors, been hired immediately after a successful internship with a prestigious designer, and rented a one-bedroom apartment in the city without a guarantor—she was, by and large, successful. She was supposed to be living her best life. She was living her best life, she thought to herself, staring down at the sketchbook on her desk inside her private…
- 1.0 K • Oneshot
- The Lady’s house was sparsely decorated. It looked very much like the one North and Twilight were staying in, containing nothing more than a kitchen, a table, and a small couch. It wasn’t decorated in any significant way—if at all, honestly—which bothered Twilight more than she’d expected. Just because the Lady was blind didn’t mean she couldn’t have a nice home. Beyond that, the only significant difference between her home and Twilight’s was a second closed room, which…
- 36.5 K • Completed
- It took them three days to make it to the village, following directions given to them by Incantation. No direct roads ran there; they cut across open country and under the eaves of the great forest, a cloak hiding Mender’s form. Twilight stuck closer to Mender than her own shadow, eyes ever-open for any impediment in her path, any roots, any abrupt dips or hazards that could take the creature by surprise. Their progress was slow but steady. Both she and Mender could endure a long day’s travel,…
- 36.5 K • Completed
- Deep in the capital, tucked away in an alley not oft frequented, was a quiet little library known as The Whispering Pages. Run by a skeleton crew of three, the Whispering Pages saw very little activity, hidden away as it was. Those that came to it—usually scholars and the like— went for a reason: to research, to study, and more often than not, for the past year she’d worked there, they came to ask Rivermoon questions. Of all the ponies ever employed at the library, Rivermoon was by far the…
- 36.5 K • Completed
- For a guard who’d killed her king in cold blood, Twilight Sparkle was living a relatively happy life. Certainly, she couldn’t see, and she was a wanted criminal, and the most important being in her life was an undead creature—also a wanted criminal—masquerading as a normal pony, but even in spite of all this, she was happy. She quite liked her situation. She could like it for the rest of her life, in fact. Just her and her Lady and a quiet future stretching out. If she…
- 36.5 K • Completed
- Her hooves in searing pain with every step they took down the icy, lonely road, Princess Rarity could only think that she’d not expected hell to be this cold. The cold felt like death. There was truly no other way to describe it, biting every part of her it could touch, sneaking in through every exposed part of the torn, dirty coat Rainbow Dash had managed to find for her. “Princess,” Rainbow begged, alarm crystallized in every syllable, “please, just—” “Diamond Star,”…
- 25.5 K • Ongoing
- ✶✶✶✶✶ It wasn’t that Twilight was intentionally stomping down the hallway, but it was hard not to do so when not even the glacial storm outside could chill her fury. But fury at what?At everything, it felt like. Not just Rarity for failing to communicate and pushing her away, but at the situation itself, too. Everything was going wrong, and everything was terrible, and she felt useless at stopping it. Or fixing it. The king was dying and all they could do was sit there and hope…
- 25.5 K • Ongoing
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