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I wondered about her later that night, lying on the bed of one of the Carousel’s more expensive rooms, a thin silk bedsheet covering half my naked body as the tips of my fingers toyed with a pink crystal hanging from my neck. I wondered about my mysterious stranger and her gaze that had frightened and enraptured me, her strange equations and the haunting words she’d offered me. I wondered if perhaps she wondered about me too. “What are you thinking about, my dear?” I turned my gaze and…- 119.3 K • Completed
Princess Twilight had read Fritter Cobbler’s letter about thirty times or more. Sitting atop opposite bookcases, every single time I looked up from the book I was barely reading, I’d find her still staring at the worn letter, her expression indecipherable. I put my book down and folded my hands on my lap, as I did whenever I wanted to pry into her heart. “Princess?” She didn’t look up at first. “You don’t have to call me that anymore,…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
- Her eyes flickered briefly towards the window and the snowflakes pelting against it. It reminded her of her home in the north, and with a pang, she wished she were there. No one could really cheer her up like Shining Armor could. Well, maybe I could, but I had been the one to do the hurting, in this case. “Only Fluttershy is coming?” Though she likely did not mean it in that way, Lady Celestia’s question hung heavy in the heart of the woman seated on the other side of the Lady’s desk. It…
- 119.3 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
Celestia remembered it like it was yesterday. Her little sister—a unicorn barely past her fillyhood—weeping over the deer, the animal’s breathing heavy and pained, its mangled legs torn beyond any hope of repair. She remembered the thick scent of blood staining the air, heavy and sickening and sad. “Shhh, little one. We will help you.” Luna was cradling the deer’s head, whispering comforting words as if the deer could even listen, its gaze unfocused and dazed. “You will be…- 1.6 K • Completed
The wheels of the old toy wagon scraped the icy early morning snowed-on pavement, almost but not quite buckling under the weight of the portable guitar amplifier and the portable power generator it was plugged into. Christmas decorations hung all over the ritzy neighborhood apartment, each looking like it wanted to outshow its neighbors. The wheels came to a stop, the handle falling to the ground with a soft thud as Rainbow adjusted the electric guitar hanging from the back of her coat and…- 2.0 K • Oneshot
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…- 3.8 K • Ongoing
When Sophia was a child, she and her mother would have Sunday morning picnics at a park near their home. They would sit under the shade of a big oak tree and lay out a green picnic mat with yellow polka dots. Once they were both sitting down, her mother would make a great show out of presenting Sophia with her meal, which usually consisted of either pasta or a sandwich. She would get a store-bought cookie if she’d been especially good that week. Her mother, on the other hand, always ate tuna.…- 7.8 K • Ongoing
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