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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
There is a bench in King’s Pike station whose beautiful green paint has been replaced with crimson rust. On this bench is a plaque commemorating a young boy found frozen to death on it about a century ago. It is the bench I listlessly sat on for hours on end the day I last saw Lady Celestia, and fittingly enough, it was the bench I sat on when Twilight Sparkle and I met for the very first time, two days before her lesson with my sister. We waited for the inner-city train, she and I, both…- 119.3 K • Completed
From behind her glasses, Ambris Knot squinted at her web-browser, sipping tea as she read the latest drama in the world of young adult novels. Her editor had advised her to get to know her would-be-peers, and though they had juicy gossip, it still paled in comparison with the outlandish drama she read about in the scientific community. Her reading was interrupted twice that afternoon: once by a child taking out seven books, and then asking what she recommended for an eighth book, which took much more…- 5.4 K • Oneshot
She hadn’t slept well. It hadn’t even been because of nightmares or things of that sort. She truly and simply just had a restless night—the kind where one is half-asleep the entire time, but awake enough that there is no rest. She was so tired that day, and even more so when she heard yelling coming from the theatre room. A brawl had erupted between two colts—an argument over a toy—which ended with one of them sporting a black eye and bloody nose. Hours later, Rarity had to…- 2.3 K • Ongoing
- If her conversation with Rarity at the boutique helped in any way, Twilight sure didn’t feel like it. If anything, it seemed to have made things worse. The weeks after, at the train station, Twilight noticed Rarity seemed much more preoccupied with conversing with her friend than actually searching for her ‘soulmate’, if she even went to the train station at all. More often than not, it seemed, the unicorn would change course last minute, insisting Twilight and she go do something else…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
- Though Ambris knew how to use a computer, and in fact had been the one to insist the Canterlot library did all its filing and paperwork digitally, she couldn’t deny she preferred to do her first drafts with pen and paper. A computer felt impersonal, devoid of the author’s personality, while calligraphy had the author literally written all over it. “Cinder blinked, her heart racing at the sight of the ruins. They were…” Ambris’ murmurings drifted off, and she glanced at the list of…
- 5.4 K • Oneshot
- The first two weeks were the worst. They seemed so far away now, but their ghost remained here and there, in the aches in her chest. It hadn’t felt real, is one thing she remembered most. Swirling around in the depths of a pain she had never known could be so intense, she kept thinking it wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. It had happened so fast, there was no earthly way it was real. Twilight will call me. Twilight, who had shut the door in no uncertain terms, literally…
- 2.3 K • Ongoing
- Twilight wasn’t one to worry. Alright, that was a lie. Twilight Sparkle was one to constantly worry, which is why she made sure that her entire life functioned according to her checklists and schedules, but she liked to believe she wasn’t as much of a worrywart as she’d been when she first arrived to Ponyville. Which was why, when she arrived at the train station the next day, she was surprised (not worried, definitely not worried) to find Rarity wasn’t there. It wasn’t…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
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