Chapters
- 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
- 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
- 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
- ✶✶✶✶✶ It had only been a week since King Platinum’s announcement, and yet it felt to Twilight as if everything had changed much more than she’d ever been prepared for. How silly it felt to think that a week ago she’d been concerned over whether Rarity was eating expensive truffles when the townsfolk were hungry. It felt like that had happened millennia ago. In the same way, it felt like the Rarity she loved had existed millennia ago. The echoing of hoofsteps filled the empty halls…
- 25.5 K • Ongoing
- In the depths of despair, you look towards the suffocating crevice lying before you. You can turn back, coward that you are, and return to a life of certainty. Or, if you so choose, you can take a step forward and fall; knowing not if you'll live or die, but knowing you did what many fear. What will you do, Your Majesty? ✶✶✶✶✶ It had been five weeks since the Great Snowstorm had made the Kingdom its home. From inside the warm royal chamber, Princess Rarity’s bodyguard stared out the…
- 25.5 K • Ongoing
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