Chapters
Our story begins with a letter, an alicorn, and half her memories gone. ‘Dear Princess Twilight,’ it reads, written in beautiful calligraphy, ‘you have consented to magically-induced temporary amnesia. Don’t worry! If Discord—who you should remember—did as agreed, your memories since moving to Ponyville have been altered. Crucially, certain ponies in your life have been removed from your memories, so as to prove a very important point on the matter of destiny and…- 2.6 K • Oneshot
You have been a mostly wonderful audience. I say mostly if only because to say you are perfect would be to lie, and I rather think we are beyond that, you and I. Nothing in this world is perfect—not the sun, not the moon, not the stars and not even my beloved herself. Nevertheless, you have listened, you have spoken, and you have accompanied me as I’ve weaved together a tale that isn’t really a tale at all. A traditional story, you see, has a beginning, a middle and an end. This one…- 119.3 K • Completed
The unicorn duo sat across from each other, two glasses of flavored soda water in front of them. “Twilight Sparkle,” said Rarity, not a hint of compassion in her voice, “you are lying to me.” “I am not,” insisted Twilight. “It was great!” Rarity raised an eyebrow. “And you’ve done it again. More lying.” Twilight locked eyes with her marefriend. “Rarity. Please, I’m telling you. I liked it.” Rarity contemplated her for one, two, three seconds. Her horn glowed, and…- 2.8 K • Ongoing
- It was on our sixth meeting that Twilight Sparkle did the impossible. “It’s not fair!” Sweetie Belle’s voice echoed in the lobby, the pout on her face doing a fantastic job at making her look like a chipmunk. I’d have noted how endearing it was if I was not busy pouting myself. “Sweetie Belle, honestly!” I whispered urgently, smiling briefly at the curious security guard before glaring at my sister. “Stop arguing, will you?” “No!” she protested, ignoring me when I gestured…
- 119.3 K • Completed
It was a quiet evening all through the castle. Four guards were posted outside Princess Rarity’s bedroom, each more bored than the last. This was good in the sense that it meant all was technically well but wrong in the sense that a bored guard meant a less attentive guard. Thankfully, the sound of a hoof slamming against the floor quickly put them on high alert. “Can you at least try not to look like you want to sleep?” Twilight Sparkle barked, meeting their sheepish…- 1.7 K • Oneshot
Death follows Princess Twilight Sparkle like the most loyal of servants. It trails after her as she walks, every footstep casting a dark shadow as endless as the vacant expression in her eyes, surveying her lonely prison made up of tombs for dead trees. She wished she could die. She wished it so often, the poor lonely princess, her fingertips idly brushing against her neck, morbidly recalling facts she’d read from coroners’ reports of people long gone. It could be…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
In a white and endless expanse, Rarity and Applejack sit on two of six empty thrones in a circle. “You know,” Applejack says, “we never did sit on these much, did we?” In the middle of this circle is a large round table with a map of Equestria. Applejack fidgets a little, feeling an urge to fill in the silence her companion is imposing. "Always a bit too cold. Reckon' that's why we never sat on 'em much." She smiles at Rarity. "Should'a had you give us some your fancy…- 4.3 K • Oneshot
Ambris Knot had a strange name. Well, not a strange name, just one that didn’t sound all that nice or interesting and certainly not one that, according to her editor, would inspire people to pick up her books. And she agreed. In the past months, she’d poured herself into imagining a fiction book all about an archaeological explorer going off on intrepid adventures. She had finally come up with a penname she liked, figured out most of the outline and the settings, and had a main character she was…- 5.4 K • Oneshot
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