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    • The Hollow Shades Conspiracy

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      by Monochromatic For the first time in centuries, or perhaps even since its founding, the town of Hollow Shades closed its doors to visitors. Dozens and dozens of royal guards were posted around the town’s forested entrances, politely keeping outsiders out and explaining that the large domed barrier visible for miles was currently being investigated.  Thank you for understanding, they’d say. Everything is fine. Hollow Shades will be open to visitors soon.  Ordinarily, a statement of this sort would…
    • When Was It Over

      by Monochromatic In the back of her mind, where the sounds of the party around her were a distant hum, Twilight Sparkle wondered if she hated herself.  She must. It was the only thing that made sense in a scenario that made none, as unpleasant and lingering as the mixed drink Rainbow’d handed her.  “Just take it.” Rainbow’d hesitated for a second before handing her a glass of the poison-laced courage. Some awful-tasting soda, and rum, and a whole lot of lime. “You just came here to have a good…
    • On The Twelfth Day of Hearth’s Warming, My Lover Gave To Me…

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      by Monochromatic 12 Ciders Shining Divorce was something Big Mac didn’t have much experience with. Death was, unfortunately, but things ending because it just didn’t work out? Nope. But still, he’d learned a lot just by quietly observing folks, and he could tell a stallion in need of a good warm cider when he saw one. “Thanks for having me, Mac,” Shining Armor said, following Big Mac into the apple farmer’s kitchen, a steaming pot of lightly spiked cider awaiting them both. “I love Twily and her…
    • not even death do us part

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      by Monochromatic Though the path to the underworld was arduous and long, Twilight Sparkle traveled it regardless.  It wound through endless gray, under a black cavern roof beyond the reach of any light, like a night sky shorn of stars. Bare rock walls pressed in, gray with age and with the specters that lined the passageways. She saw ponies of all tribes, all ages, all classes, colorless as the world they now dwelled in, all equal and the same in death. They spared her dull glances, little else. Here and there,…
    • I. Of Carriages and Manors (2nd Pass)

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      by Monochromatic Dear friend...  I hope it’s not too presumptuous of me to call you such. I’m well aware I’m just another in a long line of individuals vying for your attention, but considering what’s at stake, I believe it is best to be bold. To hope that if I play my cards well—and goodness, I had better play them well, or else—you will indeed become my dear, dear friend.  So, that being said, let me paint you a scene.  Inside an opulent white manor, the lives of three women collide…
    • At The Edge Of The End

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      by Monochromatic North Ridge typically wasn’t one to hesitate, but in this case, he couldn’t help it. From under the shade of a tree, he observed the nearby sleepy town of Willow’s Bend, for once bustling with life and activity. How could it not, after all, when it was their turn to know the truth that had lurked in Equestria’s shadows for millennia? And yet, he hesitated, even if all reason contended he would have found out the truth one way or another. It was simply inevitable that even if he’d never…
    • from ponyville

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      by Monochromatic Art, in all its forms, was a deeply personal experience, Rarity found.  Twilight and she discussed the matter once as they talked about a book. The idea of whether one can separate the creator from what’s been created. There were some things they agreed one could do such a thing with, such as scientific matters, for example.  If one were to create a mathematical equation or theorem or something of the sort, no matter who they were or what their life experiences were, the result would…
    • clinging to life

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      by Monochromatic people pleaservariants or less commonly people-pleaser |ˈpē-pəl-ˈplē-zər a person who has an emotional need to please others often at the expense of his or her own needs or desires Dear friend. I would like to tell you a story of a pony named Rarity. My name is not important, nor is my identity, but as the one telling the story, I can't pretend my influence won't be present. I will make observations here and there, and perhaps wax poetic at times, but my goal here is to present a…
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