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Trapped in a future where Twilight is a terrible uncaring empress, Rarity decides to go for a swim–a permanent one, maybe.-
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A small exploration on Rarity’s confidence and generosity as a double-edged sword.-
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"I read in a book today," Fluttershy said, once, sitting on her cottage's floor as she brushed Angel's coat, "that you can pinpoint somepony's entire personality to a single or a few defining childhood events." "I can agree with that," Rarity had replied, idly lying on her friend's couch as she waited for the clock to strike three and she'd leave to meet Twilight for a picnic-date. "Really? What were yours?" When Rarity was little, her mother once helped her make a care package for…
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Dear friend, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I'm rather insane, weaving a story that has more threads than any of my dresses, yet is bound to unravel with a single pulled thread. Celestia and Sapphire Snow. Twilight Sparkle and Rarity. Two stories that seem distant but, I'm convinced, are intertwined in a way where one cannot exist without the other. So bear with me, please. Trust me, as you always have, and let us continue, shall we? Let us, for now,…-
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She could have been heartless and let her fears convince her to say no. It had been a rainy autumn day when Rarity had first told her she loved her, about a year before her ascension. They’d been having dinner at a restaurant in Canterlot, and after an expensive dessert, Rarity had said it, and Twilight? Twilight had almost refused to believe it. “Really?” she’d asked, stunned, flustered, delighted. Stunned because for so long she’d assumed Rarity would never be…-
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“Rarity, we’ve been friends for many years, have we not?” She laughed. “Three weeks hardly qualifies as many years, my dear.” He grinned. “Ah, but is time not relative? For our wonderful friendship, maybe not! But.” He frowned. “For you and Princess Twilight, I’d imagine these three weeks have felt eternal.” The warmth in her expression vanished. Quickly. “...What are you saying, North Ridge?” “I’m saying it seems you’ve taken to old bad habits. Remind me, how…-
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It’s easy to think about fairytales when you’re an ancient alicorn trapped in a library for centuries on end. It’s easy to wonder how one would go about rescuing you, to think and devise and plot out how to free you in a blaze of glory, intrigue, adventure, and romance. Or, rather, it’s easy until suddenly it happens and you’re forced to ask yourself the one terrifying question you’d yet to consider. Now what?
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Everypony enjoys myths and ponytales, even if they know such things aren’t real. Alicorns fighting against a spirit of chaos? An ancient princess trapped in a library under a tree, waiting to be found? Quite enchanting and fantastic tales yes, but nonetheless as fictional as Daring Do and other such stories. At least, that’s what Rarity used to think. She doesn’t Anymore.-
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