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    • The Tavern down the Road

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      by Monochromatic Her hooves in searing pain with every step they took down the icy, lonely road, Princess Rarity could only think that she’d not expected hell to be this cold.  The cold felt like death. There was truly no other way to describe it, biting every part of her it could touch, sneaking in through every exposed part of the torn, dirty coat Rainbow Dash had managed to find for her.  “Princess,” Rainbow begged, alarm crystallized in every syllable, “please, just—” “Diamond Star,”…
    • The Reunion at the Castle

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      by Monochromatic Canterlot Castle had been closed for the day.  This was, as far as Rarity understood, a very rare occurrence. Canterlot Castle was seldom closed, its doors open to any and all at any time of the day, a safe haven for anypony who might need it. In fact, until that very day, the last time it had closed was during the still-talked-about time when a dragon visited Princess Denza.  “Must be serious,” they had all thought then and thought the same on this occasion. “Must be bad?” they…
    • The Puppeteer And His Fabulous Marionette

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      by Monochromatic Incantation stepped away from 'Twilight', her eyes widening with fear. "Wait, is this--?" “She has nothing to do with this.”  The words left Rarity’s mouth as unbidden as they were immediate, her only concern at that precise moment being the panicked changeling beside her.  Twicord looked at the changeling. “Leave, then,” he said.  Incantation, bless her soul, did no such thing, and in fact stepped closer towards Rarity—not that either of them could do anything…
    • The Long Night

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      by Monochromatic ✶✶✶✶✶ It wasn’t that Twilight was intentionally stomping down the hallway, but it was hard not to do so when not even the glacial storm outside could chill her fury.  But fury at what?At everything, it felt like. Not just Rarity for failing to communicate and pushing her away, but at the situation itself, too. Everything was going wrong, and everything was terrible, and she felt useless at stopping it. Or fixing it.  The king was dying and all they could do was sit there and hope…
    • The Great Snowstorm

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      by Monochromatic In the depths of despair, you look towards the suffocating crevice lying before you. You can turn back, coward that you are, and return to a life of certainty. Or, if you so choose, you can take a step forward and fall; knowing not if you'll live or die, but knowing you did what many fear. What will you do, Your Majesty? ✶✶✶✶✶ It had been five weeks since the Great Snowstorm had made the Kingdom its home. From inside the warm royal chamber, Princess Rarity’s bodyguard stared out the…
    • The Celestia Debate

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      by Monochromatic A crisp wind chilled Twilight Sparkle, her wings rustling at her side. Truthfully, she would have liked this meeting to happen inside the castle, where she would be warm, but Cadance had insisted on holding it outside for fresh air. So, there they all were instead—they being herself, Rarity, Princess Luna, Cadance, as well as Spike and Rainbow—all gathered in a courtyard outside the castle.  “So, let me get this straight...” Spike lay slumped in the castle gardens, an enormous claw…
    • The Book of Prophecies

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      by Monochromatic ✶✶✶✶✶ It had only been a week since King Platinum’s announcement, and yet it felt to Twilight as if everything had changed much more than she’d ever been prepared for. How silly it felt to think that a week ago she’d been concerned over whether Rarity was eating expensive truffles when the townsfolk were hungry. It felt like that had happened millennia ago. In the same way, it felt like the Rarity she loved had existed millennia ago. The echoing of hoofsteps filled the empty halls…
    • stop harshing my vibes with your murder

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      by Monochromatic Rarity Belle liked to think she deserved a great life.  She was an up-and-coming designer; she’d graduated from school with honors, been hired immediately after a successful internship with a prestigious designer, and rented a one-bedroom apartment in the city without a guarantor—she was, by and large, successful. She was supposed to be living her best life.  She was living her best life, she thought to herself, staring down at the sketchbook on her desk inside her private…
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