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Hi everyone. This is Mono! I need to make an announcement regarding the story, and I need it to happen within the story, and this is my website so here I am. I am sorry this isn't an actual update, but it's relevant to updates, so please bear with me. To anyone still reading this, or interested, or invested, I need to be fully upfront with you about something because it is the reason I've not touched the story in months (beyond Grad School) and I am at a point where it feels like cancelling the story…- 40.3 K • Ongoing
- On the way home from Canterlot, Rarity the unicorn had unequivocally told anyone and everyone that the second she got to Ponyville, she would be busy resting with a capital R. Until such time as the secret event they were all scheming happened, she would speak to no one (except for Twilight), help no one (except for Twilight), and do nothing (except for… well…) However, as things often go in life, her plans did not pan out as neatly as she’d envisioned them. Doing nothing eventually…
- 40.3 K • Ongoing
Here is a scene delivered unto you as it happened and as it felt: It was a Tuesday afternoon, the weather a cold 40° degrees Fahrenheit , rolling gray clouds shadowing the university grounds and Twilight Sparkle, a half-full backpack hanging from her shoulders. Twilight Sparkle was, in that moment, committing two grave sins. The first—we will speak of the second at a later time—was the sin of hope. Of excitement, of desire, wanting, but she was oblivious to her crime, foolish silly…- 20.0 K • Ongoing
“Do you think relationships matter?” The question floated into the air like a feather on the breeze. Floating, and floating, and floating and hoping to land somewhere that made sense. Twilight’s eyes followed the invisible query, her back on the bed and her friend’s chin on her stomach. Did things ever matter, she wondered. “What?” asked Pinkie, a frown marring her face. “What’d you mean?” “I don’t know,” said Twilight. It was just a thought, she thinks a second…- 1.1 K • Oneshot
