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Death was not like Twilight had expected it. I suppose that’s because she couldn’t expect much at all, wandering her library, eyes blacker than a starless, moonless night. This was, after all, what my beloved wanted. This was, after all, what was right, what she deserved. Peace, her endless thoughts so distant and quiet, everything mattering so, so very little. High above, past bookcases gathering dust, hung a chandelier, illuminating the room. She stared up at it, and then…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
- 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
- When Twilight Sparkle awoke that morning, she thought it was understood that Rarity didn’t like her, and was only trying to overcompensate out of some misplaced, unnecessary guilt. But now. Well, frankly, even before then, but especially right then and there, the spotlight shining over them, Twilight couldn’t explain Rarity’s actions away. What she had just done was not something somepony did out of misplaced guilt. This was. This felt like. This seemed like flirting. The real…
- 22.1 K • Ongoing
“Applejack,” Rarity said, nursing a drink as clubgoers walked past their table, “I shouldn’t be here.” “What?” Applejack said, putting down her beer. “You’d rather be at home crying in bed over whats-his-name?” “We were together five years, Applejack,” Rarity replied, privately relieved that saying it aloud hadn’t drawn out tears then. Every second, she thought of him. Every stupid, quiet moment, she thought of him. God, she was tired of it. Her eyes lingered on two men…- 14.7 K • Ongoing
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
- Once upon a time, Manehattan had been the mecca for fashion, the bustling city bursting with the latest in fashion stores and fashion trends and fashion everything-you-could-name. But that was a long time ago. If ever in Equestria—frankly, not just Equestria, but in the entire realm—there had been a city dedicated to fashion in every aspect of its design, it was Coeur de Couture. Four mountains, a myriad of art, beauty fit to blind the heavens, and no waiting. A pony could try and…
- 8.7 K • Completed
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