Chapters
Twilight Sparkle had never been to the Sapphire Carousel before. In fact, to be precise, sheâd only ever been to the Lunar District once: the day she came to my boutique to see me. Ever since sheâd found out about Lady Lunaâs establishment, as far back as that delightful dinner with Fluttershy and her mother, sheâd never dared venture and see the place for herself. It had always felt⊠not dangerous, no, but forbidden. A place she could know about, but like any proper and decent individual,âŠ- 119.3âK • Completed
North settled down next to the fire, taking a moment to blow on his coffee. âWhere did we leave off, then?â she asked. âYou and your Princess literally embodied your relationship, if I recall correctly.â She laughed. âThat we did! That we did.â âIf I may ask⊠what was in that chest Princess Cadance gave Twilight?â âThree dumb rocks.â âThree dumb rocks?â She grinned. âThatâs what Twilight called them for a while, at least.â They were rocks. NoâŠ- 231.2âK • Completed
Once upon a time, Twilight Sparkle celebrated multiple Equestrian holidays in a single day. Back when things were easier. Simpler. Sheâd been reading a book in her library and stopped when she heard noises in the distance, her strange new non-displaced acquaintance having returned to visit her. Sheâd put her book down and made her way through her libraryâliterally so, her body going through the bookcase aisles of her permanent home. When she reached the main entrance, she found RarityâŠ- 231.2âK • Completed
When dear Aqua Swing settled down at the Sapphireâs lobby desk that Monday morning, putting down her cup of tea and organizing her papers, she hadnât expected much of the day. It was a day like any other, she thought, with events she could prepare for such as: Clients being late, as always. Rainbow Dash âdealingâ with a few bad apples. Rainbow Dash flirting with Shimmer Glass, and Aqua having to scold her to get her on her way. My good self descending from my room at some point and sullenlyâŠ- 119.3âK • Completed
Dear friend. It has been a while, hasnât it? Not for you, I imagine, for you know everything that ever was and ever will be, and yet⊠And yet here I am, telling you my story as if you donât know it already. Then again, I suppose this is the nature of storytelling, isnât it? Every story told we already know, yet we still yearn to hear it again and again, each time freshened up with a different coat of paint. But you seem upset, today, dear friend. I wonder why. Is it because I directlyâŠ- 119.3âK • Completed
Youâll have to forgive me, dear friend, as I start todayâs meeting with completely unrelated thoughts on death and stories. Iâve been thinking about death a lot. Surely you must be thinking, âhow could you not? Here of all places,â but in truth, death has always fascinated me, even in life. I recall a conversation Iâd had at the Sapphire once, a month or so after Iâd made it my permanent home. I was nineteen at the time, I believe. To say that first month was hard would be anâŠ- 119.3âK • Completed
Dear friend. I must confess you seem sad. Itâs an impression Iâve had for a while now, you could sayâsomething I noticed in your gaze. I didnât want to say anything at first. Honestly, I told myself I imagined it. Why would you be sad? You who knows all, from how things began to how they will end. Or how most things will end. My fate still lies in your bony hands, and if you are sad as you seem to be, I must admit that does not bode well for your side of our wager. ButâŠ- 119.3âK • Completed
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 itâusually scholars and the likeâ went for a reason: to research, to study, and more often than not, for the past year sheâd worked there, they came to ask Rivermoon questions. Of all the ponies ever employed at the library, Rivermoon was by far theâŠ- 36.5âK • Completed
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