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The newly crowned Princess Twilight Sparkle has set up a bold new initiative to discover new magic, and is sending out an open call to the unicorns of Equestria to apply for her research team. No experience in magical theory or research necessary. Enthusiasm and out-of-the-box thinking a must. The Equestrian government is not responsible for any physical, emotional, or magical trauma experienced during the course of the project or the application process.

Cover art by Page Turner

OCCASIONALLY, WHEN RELAXING BETWEEN MONSTER TRUCK RALLIES AND ROCKET LAUNCHES, TWILIGHT "SCREW IT" SPARKLE RELAXES WITH A BOOK BY THE WARM FIRELIGHT OF OTHER LESSER BOOKS. LITERALLY, A BOOK, AS ONLY HER OWN AUTOBIOGRAPHY CAN SURVIVE THE SCRUTINY OF A GOD AMONG GODS-WHO-SUBSEQUENTLY-BECOME-MEWLING-WHELPS-BEFORE-HER-EYE-SEARING-GLORY.

THIS IS HER STORY.

AS IF YOU'D READ ANY OTHER.

(DUE TO A SURPRISINGLY APPROPRIATE WORDCLOUD, COVER ART NOW EXISTS. YOU MAY REJOICE.)

Princess Luna faces a philosophical quandary that challenges the very concept of Equestria's cuboid storage devices.

I can no longer remember my name.
I know I had family and I can remember their names.
But it has been years since I have seen them.
My name is Monster and this is how I got my name.

This is a rewrite of the first chapter of MY NAME IS MONSTER.
I didn't like how some things sat and I wrote a prologue to help explain some things better. The second chapters will be turned into a second story.
Cover image goes to Cosmic Unicorn. From her Discordantly comic series. All credit for the image goes to her.

Sleepwalker had a fairly tragic childhood. After a chance taken with the Princess Celestia herself and a royal upbringing, he has ended up in a modest house in a modest town. Just the way he likes it. A stallion of few words, he has only a few core friends in Twilight Sparkle and Ditzy Doo (mainly for the sake of pity). His adventures, if they can even be called that, are modest and don't change much in the grand scheme of things. His journeys though, however small, can shape him and those around him into things they never could possibly imagine. The gateway to the mind can reveal more than any life story.

As my first story, I ask you be brutally honest in your critiques. I cannot grow if you only praise me for a good first outing. All I require is constructive criticism. Not "I hate everything you say you piece of human garbage."