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Just tell me, oh, tell me the truthTell me you're too scared to loseEverything that we madeWhile our dreams wash away in the rainDarling, oh, what did you do, love? If my life in the future was plagued by isolation, my return to the present was everything but. If it wasn’t my friends coming to see me daily, it was my parents and my sister, the latter having been allowed to live in my boutique when just the notion of being separated from me after her first visit sent her into a full-blown panic…- 14.6 K • Completed
Blending in a crowd of costumed people outside the club, Applejack waved at Rarity from within the constraints of her full suit of knight armor (sans visor). “Rarity!” Rarity wasted no time rushing towards her, past a group of drunken pirates flirting with aliens, and when Applejack opened her arms for a comforting hug, she was grateful to fall into them. “Oh, thank God you were here,” she sniffled, the affectionate, tight hug enough to break down the wall she’d built on the walk there.…- 17.8 K • Ongoing
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I.No one commented on Twilight’s silence during dinner.She would have liked to think it was because they thought she was tired, but she knew better than that. Maybe Incantation might think that, but she’d seen Princess Luna and Primrose speaking. She couldn’t imagine Princess Luna hadn’t said something, even if she hoped the more personal details had been kept private. She didn’t want Primrose to know what she felt. It shamed her just to think of the elderly mare knowing how deeply hurt…- 18.1 K • Completed
- Today we find the elderly Hortensia “Abuela” Mondragon in her most natural and comfortable state: being a relentless busybody. Standing thin and tall under the frame of the kitchen door, wearing her Wednesday best, Abuela takes in the state of affairs through her thick, blue glasses: the counters piled with ingredients in varying states of preparation; a cookbook titled ‘America Does Have a Cuisine’ propped open to a meatloaf recipe; and, most importantly, her fellow elder Po Po—short…
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- I. Despite the thousands of years Twilight had been gone, Canterlot and Cadance looked much the same as she’d left them. It was obvious Cadance had prepared for a much more emotional Twilight Sparkle, one who would weep and wail over her parents, and her brother, and her lost life. This was not the Twilight she met. This Twilight Sparkle had no more tears left in her. Maybe it was a blessing, even if she felt guilty for it, that her grief for her parents and brother so paled in…
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- I held you deep in my arms When your world was falling apart I was the light in your dark I was always there for you when you lost it all No one knew exactly what to do with me.I’d been a prisoner for so long, and then a highly-guarded guest, and now? Now, I was simply another person living in a castle whose ruler was shackled in a dungeon, awaiting punishment. It had been two weeks since Andromeda released the emotions and memories she’d locked away in that stupid little black box. Two…
- 14.6 K • Completed
A crisp wind chilled Twilight Sparkle, her wings rustling at her side. Truthfully, she would have liked this meeting to happen inside the castle, where she would be warm, but Cadance had insisted on holding it outside for fresh air. So, there they all were instead—they being herself, Rarity, Princess Luna, Cadance, as well as Spike and Rainbow—all gathered in a courtyard outside the castle. “So, let me get this straight...” Spike lay slumped in the castle gardens, an enormous claw…- 30.0 K • Ongoing
- I. His name was Copper Tune. He was a unicorn. This was his first meeting. This was her fourth. There was a lot that could be said of Copper. That his coat—copper like his name—looked remarkably soft, almost as if inviting you to touch it. Or that his mane, a pretty olive green, should look wrong, like rust, but somehow fit him perfectly. Or that his cutie mark—a pink harpsichord—looked just a little out of place in that red sea. But what struck her, as he introduced himself,…
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