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Twilight Sparkle had faced nightmare versions of herself before. It was, however, one thing to face a Twilight she’d created. It was another thing entirely to face one Rarity designed. If she’d had the time to think, to pause everything and reflect upon it, she’d have felt rather horrible at seeing how that one sunforsaken mistake two years ago still haunted her significant other. But… But there was no time to sit and feel awful because the nightmare Twilight didn’t much care for any of…- 231.2 K • Completed
“Do you think relationships matter?” The question floated into the air like a feather on the breeze. Floating, and floating, and floating and hoping to land somewhere that made sense. Twilight’s eyes followed the invisible query, her back on the bed and her friend’s chin on her stomach. Did things ever matter, she wondered. “What?” asked Pinkie, a frown marring her face. “What’d you mean?” “I don’t know,” said Twilight. It was just a thought, she thinks a second…- 1.1 K • Oneshot
- The party that came after Princess Luna’s liberation was one unlike Hollow Shades had ever seen. No matter where you were, inside or out, you could hear it. The laughter, the dancing, the celebration of a cursed town that was cursed no more. It invited you to join, drew you in with the infectious cheers, and you would be remiss to not attend. Unless you were Princess Twilight Sparkle, and you were too busy debating whether you should take apart an Element of Harmony or not. Destroying…
- 231.2 K • Completed
The Lady’s house was sparsely decorated. It looked very much like the one North and Twilight were staying in, containing nothing more than a kitchen, a table, and a small couch. It wasn’t decorated in any significant way—if at all, honestly—which bothered Twilight more than she’d expected. Just because the Lady was blind didn’t mean she couldn’t have a nice home. Beyond that, the only significant difference between her home and Twilight’s was a second closed room, which…- 36.5 K • Completed
“You have one hour before you die,” he said, staring out the window and into the night sky. He snapped his thin fingers and a clock appeared before him. “Actually, you have one hour, five minutes and thirty-two seconds.” “Why! That’s not a lot,” noted Mayor Mare from her bed, tucked under covers that had always kept her warm. She blinked at him. “And you are?” He smiled. “Death,” he said, wanting to change up the answer to a question he’d been asked thrice already. He wasn’t…- 1.2 K • Oneshot
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
“Tell me, wandering traveler, what do you seek? A roof over your head or a friend to converse with? We have naught but a few houses and a dozen apple trees, but you are welcome to our homes and our food.” “I seek the Princess of Knowledge. I have heard rumors that she has a library around these parts. I bring information on the one she seeks.” “The Princess of Knowledge? You are mistaken, wandering traveler. No princess of any kind has set hoof in our town for a very long time.” “Oh?…- 352.1 K • Completed
Once upon a time, the princess of the night loved Hearth’s Warming eve, partaking in the many festivities and pastries. It was the holiday where she shone, where events went on long past midnight, and her subjects for once stayed up with her, laughing and dancing and celebrating. Then she became Nightmare Moon. Then Equestria was told for a thousand years that she was a dastardly, evil pony bent on bringing night-everlasting (which, granted, she was, but still). Then she came back, but ponies no…- 1.9 K • Oneshot
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