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The Art of Polite Conversation
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
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Obituaries, darling, obituaries.
Twilight Sparkle. How does… How does one describe Twilight Sparkle? How can one truly and sincerely hope to capture on paper a pony as interesting as she? I never knew how to do so in life, and now in death, I still don’t. But I shall try. I am dead, I should say. It admittedly slipped my mind to establish this rather vital fact, but if you have lived a life as long as mine, then you’ve learned a few things, including the fact that details hardly matter in the grand scheme of things. Details…- 1.3 K • Oneshot
"A stallion asked for you earlier," North Ridge said, glancing towards the mare sitting beside him. "He saw us talking last night." "Did he?" she asked, and a knowing smile graced her lips. "Thought you were my father again? Asked if he could meet me and woo me off my hooves?" North let out a hearty laugh. "Indeed! You're quite the catch, Rarity!" "And I am already caught," she replied. Her expression then shifted, turned somber. "Did you...? And so did he lose his mirth. "I told him the same I…- 231.2 K • Completed
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Nothing to Forgive
No matter what it may seem, or what is presented, or what you may read, please know this is a happy story. Rarity hopes you’ll remember that. She’ll try to remember, too.- 2.2 K • Nov 21, '21
- Nighttime had fallen by the time they’d managed to gather everypony inside the war room in Dreamland, all of them seated around the circular table in the middle of the room. Well, almost everypony. “Spike, darling, can you see properly?” asked Rarity, her and everypony else looking at the large dragon eye peering in outside the window. “What?!” said Spike’s booming voice. Rainbow shook her head, trotted towards the window and leaned out. “She’s asking if you can see…
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“Very well, Princess. I think I have all I need to be allowed into the castle.” “You don’t know how long it will be until you return?” “No, but you shouldn’t worry about that. There is no way to tell the time here, so just pretend it’ll just be a few hours!” “I can’t do that…” “You have to try. I have to go now. My brother is waiting for me, and we need to get there before sunset.” “…Please be careful.” “Princess, don’t look so distressed. It…- 352.1 K • Completed
- It was strange that, for once, Rarity was the one impatiently waiting for somepony else at the train station. A large cup of coffee floated beside her, which she’d bought on account of not sleeping since her reunion with Spike a few hours back. Then again, it wasn’t as though she really needed the coffee, since she felt very much awake. She’d had a busy early morning, after all: going to Cheerilee’s house and insisting that Scootaloo, Sweetie, and Apple Bloom were needed at home due to…
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A short story.
This is a happy story. It was a rainy autumn day when I told Twilight Sparkle I loved her. I believe it happened about a year before she became an alicorn. We’d been having dinner at a restaurant in Canterlot, and after a wonderfully expensive dessert, I told her and she refused to believe me. “Really?” she’d asked me, stunned, flustered, delighted. She was so stunned, this silly little scholar who’d assumed I’d never be romantically interested in a bookworm who knew about many…- 2.3 K • Oneshot
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