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It was always worse at night. When things were quiet, and Pinkie had left, and Incantation was asleep, and all the company she had were her own thoughts. The thoughts that haunted her when she had nothing else to do, when she couldn’t force herself to sew anymore, or read, or… I miss Twilight. The neverending thought, over and over, always there, like a mantra she knew was poisonous but couldn’t help repeating despite how hard she tried. She didn’t want to be like this.…- 2.3 K • Ongoing
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
Darling, don't you weepThere's a place for meSomewhere we can sleepSee you in your dreams The library had been quiet that day save for the rain thumping against the windows. Thump, thump, thump. Sophie tried not to think too much about the many dead-ends of her life, but it was hard not to think about it when the library was empty. She was supposed to be more—someone making groundbreaking discoveries. But instead, there she was, twenty-nine years old, taking care of the…- 4.7 K • Ongoing
- It was common knowledge that ponies could only see in shades of gray. Color would only enter their world the day they met their soulmate, the one being that, so everyone knew, they were destined to be with for the rest of their life. A pony’s perfect match, more than anypony else in the entire world. “One day, Twilight. One day, I shall find him, and everything will fall into place.” Every day, usually at around noon, Rarity the unicorn would sit down at a bench in Ponyville’s train station…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
It was a dark and stormy night, but mostly because Rainbow Dash had made it so. Not that those dumb ponyvillians would get it anyway. Noooo, we want a nice Seeking Night, they said. Noooo, storm clouds are scary, they said. Well, DUH! That was the entire frickin’ point of Seeking Night! It was a scary event! Some messed up spirit locked three ponies away FOREVER! It’s not supposed to be a cute kiddie hide-and-seek event. It’s supposed to teach foals lessons of life like ‘Don’t go…- 1.8 K • Oneshot
As Twilight walked away from Carousel Boutique, her hands shoved into her coat pockets, nothing felt exactly real—not the snow falling around her, not the cold biting her face and neck, not even her own body, which seemed to move from pure inertia, controlled by something other than herself. She was a princess, a job with some of the hardest decisions a person would ever be forced to make. Things like enacting wrong laws, affecting hundreds of people; international trade deals going miserably,…- 1.4 K • Oneshot
It had been a dark, stormy night when Fluttershy’s funeral took place, Twilight remembered. If her mind hadn’t been consumed with grief, she might have thought many different things that day. Might have thought Rainbow Dash would have never allowed such weather on such a day; that Pinkie would have made it a bright, happy affair, meant to celebrate the pegasus; that Applejack would have given a beautiful, earnest speech, and somehow a dark day would have a light shining through. But all she…- 8.7 K • Completed
- It was a bright sunny day when the funeral was canceled. From across the kingdom, as soon as they’d gotten the news, scholars had come to bid farewell to one of the grand library’s two custodians. A snaggle-toothed middle-aged earth pony mare with an uncanny knack for knowing exactly what book you’d like, Turnover had lovingly taken care of Canterlot Castle’s library alongside her husband, Oakewood, a unicorn stallion known for failing to uphold the no-chatter-and-shenanigans rule he…
- 8.7 K • Completed
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