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Rarity was never one to arrive early to catch a train. No, she was the type of pony to spend hours packing, finishing barely in time to leave Carousel Boutique and arrive to the station fifteen minutes before departure time. That Friday, though, was a special occasion. For the first time in a very long time, Rarity hadn’t taken with her every single thing that came to mind, instead packing only the bare necessities. She had been too distracted by her thoughts to even bother with her usual…- 46.6 K • Oneshot
Twilight Sparkle once told me, I don’t remember when or where, that every essay she did went through at least four drafts. I remember laughing at that. Four drafts? What effort! I only ever go through one or two designs for my dresses; maybe three if I’m feeling particularly perfectionist. Well. I understand her now as I sit here after having gone through more versions of this tale than I would like to admit. Isn’t it ever so frustrating when things don’t work out the first time around?…- 119.3 K • Completed
Monday morning arrived to the sound of singing birds and… hooting owls? Back at home, Rarity rolled over in her bed and stifled a yawn. She took off her sleeping mask and looked toward the window, her eyes adjusting to the rays of bright sunlight filtering in. To her surprise, she was met with the sight of a familiar white owl standing on the windowsill, who hooted twice when Rarity looked at her. Elara? What’s she doing here? Never before had Elara actually traveled out beyond the forest…- 352.1 K • Completed
It all happened very fast. Princess Luna—or Nightmare Moon, rather—rose on her hindlegs, stared Twilight down with her pitch-black eyes, and then slammed her hooves on the floor, a pulse of magic discharging from her whole form. “Princess Luna!” Twilight begged to no avail. “Please!” Her pleas went unheard as the magic swallowed her, brusquely ejecting her from the dream and back to reality. She opened her eyes with a start and found herself back in the workshop. The entire place…- 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
XVIII. A Talk Between Delinquents Life works in mysterious ways, doesn’t it? It’s such a trite expression, used by everypony so often that it’s lost any shred of meaning, and yet it’s true. Life has a tendency, I’ve found, to give you what you want exactly at the precise moment when you don’t want it, and in a way you never wanted it. Is it a way to punish us for being demanding? Entitled? Taking things for granted? Life is a cruel prankster. And its cruelest prank, I thought…- 45.2 K • Oneshot
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,”…- 25.5 K • Ongoing
constellationnoun | con·stel·la·tion | \kän(t)-stə-ˈlā-shən\1. A group of stars forming a recognizable pattern that is traditionally named after its apparent form or identified with a mythological figure. Everyone else had gone up to their hotel rooms by the time Rarity had finished the drawing. They’d come outside, engaged the couple in conversation, and then excused themselves with the warning for the two women not to stay up for too long. It was entrancing to see Rarity sketch,…- 7.7 K • Completed
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