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    • 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…
    • remark

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      by Monochromatic Rarity was a fish in a small pond.  No one in Ponyville cared about clothes, not really. Sometimes they wore them, sure, especially for Seeking Night, but beyond that, she’d always known she was niche. She dreamed of making it in Manehattan or Canterlot one day, where more ponies cared for such things, and she’d be famous and great, but back then, all she wanted was to share.  And she was good at it, too, which is relevant but not to build her up or put anyone down.  It was just a fact,…
    • for the love of the craft

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      by Monochromatic Ponies told her she was silly. She lived in Ponyville. A little town in the middle of nowhere, inhabited by simple folk who did not wear or care about clothes in the least. To try and sell clothes to them would be akin to trying to sell food to a rock. But she didn’t care, because she was a designer, and clothes were her medium. She’d had a few successful sales before—small ones, as she was not a very good designer back then—but it wasn’t about the money or the success or any such…
    • ~ Act I ~ 12 ~ The Professor’s Theory ~

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      by Monochromatic Dreams were different for every pony. For some, it was terribly easy to figure out they were dreaming; for others, it felt like a reality where things weren’t quite right, but never wrong enough to alert them to something suspicious. Rarity was part of the latter group, always relishing her dreams as if they were reality. And yet, despite the fact that the scene unfolding before her couldn’t be anything but a dream, it certainly didn’t feel like one. It was as if she had been…
    • 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…
    • ~ Act I ~ 09 ~ The Shadow on the Wall ~

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      by Monochromatic “You’re sure that’s what she said she saw?” “Yes… But I’m certain she must have imagined it! A filly lost in the forest? She could have seen anything out of fright! It’s so dark in there!” “But, Rarity, how could she have mistaken you? If he’s following you, I—” “Twilight, think about it. If that was really the Spirit, why would he have led her to me and the library? It makes no sense.” “Rari—” “Twilight, please, you’re just worrying over…
    • A Moment

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      by Monochromatic The nightmares happened often enough that she was starting to get used to them.  She’d wake up with a start, her heart pounding in her chest, followed in short order by her eyes desperately looking to the spot next to her on the bed and only relaxing when she’d see Twilight there—sleeping soundly, there next to her rather than trapped in the library behind a black barrier.  Rarity took a deep breath, rubbing her hoof against her forehead. It’s over, she’d think to herself,…