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The first months, I truly think she had no idea what to make of me, let alone what to do about me. Honestly, I don’t think she even knew what to do with herself, whether she should stay close when I visited or leave me to my own devices, saving herself the anxiety of remembering how to have a conversation like a normal person. I’ve been here six hours, I wrote in my journal, delighted to be using the princess’ old-fashioned but elegant quills, and I’ve only spoken with the princess about…- 13.2 K • Ongoing
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…- 29.4 K • Ongoing
- No one notices themselves growing up. Days go by, one after the other, everything about you feeling the same in every way until something shocks you into realizing you’re not only no longer a child, but it’s been quite some time since you were one. It had been well over a decade since that play, since I allowed Princess Booky to fade away as nothing but a childhood idol, and yet. And yet, standing a few feet away from Princess Twilight, watching her look over a newspaper, my hands…
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- When I was, oh, about twelve or so, I played a starring role in the school’s yearly play. I’d been hoping for a romantic affair, where I would kiss the leading boy. Unfortunately, our teacher decided we should properly re-enact the kingdom’s most famous legend instead. “But that’s boring,” a girl protested. “That’s what Seeking Night is for,” a boy yawned. “There’s no romance in there!” I whined, crossing my arms and pouting. “And what’re the boys…
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- 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…
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There was no one Rarity loved in the whole world more than Rainbow Dash. Granted, she was only a high schooler, and she’d hardly met most of the whole world, but she was fairly certain that, out of the many people she’d met, which were many, she loved no one more than she loved Rainbow Dash. On a separate note, Rainbow Dash was a very interesting person who—dear reader, I mean this in the best of ways—was prone to getting into situations. It was her nature, who she was, that if…- 1.1 K • Completed
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