First comes awakening, then comes curiosity. Afterwards comes knowledge, then understanding. A simple path for all knowledge in the world, yet some is difficult to process.

Time, just like knowledge, has a path, and just like knowledge, Time depends on how you use it.

From seconds, to hours, to days and to years, it's all about how you spend it, and who you spend it with.

Believe me, I do wanna go home. The problem is... where's home? And what can I do here before I head back?

[A/N: Collab between KillerSteel and electreXcessive! We're each writing chapters in this story, and I'll be marking the chapters he and I wrote with our usernames. As such, if you see a pattern arrising from different writing styles, now you know why!

Also, I make references without knowing it sometimes. Maybe you'll come across a few?]

Thrust headlong into a strange new world, Solaire of Astora must make amends before he can continue with his mission. Unbeknownst to them all, a shadow from his past approaches.

[On Hiatus so I can finish some of my other projects. I still love this story, so I'll continue it!]

"Why can't I write a good story? I've got everything sorted out in my head, and my dreams are so detailed, I should be able to write whole novels from them! So why can't I get a proper story out on to paper using those dreams? Every single one just doesn't sound right. It's either too short, or too cheesy, or I just can't bring myself to show it to the world on parchment!"

Spike is trying to write a story involving him and his Lady Rarity, but his dreams just don't seem to work on paper. So, what do you do when you have a blank sheet of paper in front of you, and a pen standing at the ready? You brainstorm, and read!

This is just a short story, far from a one-shot, but mostly something for me to do. I'd call it 'experimental writing', as it may contain ideas I might use in the future, or one-off ideas that I don't consider good enough to make into stories, but still want to mention them. I guess you could call Spike, and this story, my creative vent.

Warning: may nod to popular fiction, non-fiction, and stories deemed by communities as 'vulgar', 'terrifying', 'perfect as kindling', or any combination of the three. Hopefully not that last one, but you never know.

[On Hiatus so I can finish some of my other projects. Considering this is a very big story for me that's going to see a lot of sequels, it's a project I'm definitely coming back to.]

Sun, lots of sun. Celestia's blessing for all the little colts and fillies in Equestria, but not for one pegasus who finds the sun and nice weather has outstayed its welcome just a little too long. A nap taken in order to pass the boredom is interrupted by a strange visitor in black.

What once started as a day gone bad turns into a journey through Equestria's history, and a tale that many would consider fable turned reality; but perhaps it's been real all along?

[Credit to Rhanite of DeviantART for the badass cover art! Thanks man!

A/N: Welcome, one and all, to the first entry in my story arc! What's the name of this story arc?

Well, I'm sure I'll think of one. So far, I'm happy to say the title is this:

"Mira"

...The Mira Arc. Not bad.

Ahem, anyway, yes, this IS the first entry in my overarcing story, and it will be my first shot at building a living, breathing world with dynamic action and reaction.

Praise, ravage, criticise and stupify, I'm expecting and wanting it all. Enjoy!

"An' they say that he comes 'round every Nightmare Night...preyin' on th' souls o' th' dead. He hunts an' he searches, 'till he finds his unlucky target, and yanks 'em outta a pony's body!"

"But sis, is that really true? There's no way somepony like that could be around!"

"Y'all better believe it, Applebloom. And y' never know...he may be comin' after you next."

[A/N: My second shot at Dark writing, but it's the first one I've submitted. Got another one in the works.

Cover was drawn by the quite skilled MysticalAlpha, and the link there goes to the cover itself. Enjoy this work and his other art!]

Equestria. A peaceful country of candy cane rivers and cactus mountains, plaid fields and rainbow colored oranges.

Wait a minute...that's not right...hang on, lemme...

*Flips the pages of his script, brow furrowing as he goes over it.*

Well this isn't right at all! Candy colored equines swimming in an ocean of oil as if it were made of clouds, pegasi flying backwards before they slam into brick walls in the sky, Rainbow Dash doing a Sonic Rainboom and- oh this isn't right!

*The Narrator stomps off towards Canterlot's throne room, screaming profanities.*

[A/N: Dark tags are to cover my bases. I might act on it, I might not, but the first chapter has no 'dark' atmosphere to it. Just good-hearted laughs.

Good-hearted laughs, if you're the Emperor, that is!

This complete spout of brutish nonsense is pretty much a vent for all my psychotic rambling. I thought it'd be funny to write a story like this, that's all.

Credit to Zytharros of FIMFiction for inspiring this crap with his own psychotic writing!

Credit to Sh2otingStar of DeviantART for the cover art! I'll go message him about its use soon.

And once again, if you see any errors, point them out! I'm not perfect, so I'm expecting someone with a keen eye to tear this story apart.]

(A pony version of) Daniel Tosh reviews internet videos created by Equestrian citizens. Hilarity ensues.

This will include inappropriate humor. This is Daniel Tosh after all. You have been warned.

Tosh.0 belongs to Comedy Central and Daniel Tosh.

A cold, calculating assassin is teleported to the magical land of Equestria due to the unstable powers of the siren, Lilith. Will our awkward, haiku-obsessed hero be able to adapt to the Magic of Friendship, or will he simply end up murdering everything in sight like he's used to? Let's hope its the former.
Only one thing is truly known, this was a challenge he was NOT prepared for!

Borderlands/MLP crossover. Challenge Accepted.

Cover art by steptrool on DeviantArt

Inspired by a random 4chan post 'Rarity is now beside you, what do?' I decided to write what my reaction would be in a slightly more realistic scenario. ( As realistic as random ponies appearing out of nowhere can be.) (PS I wrote the story as a character, not as myself specifically. It's just how I would react in that situation.)

You've lived your life as innocently as you could for the past few years. Every so often you are forced to relive memories of things you did, and things you failed to do. For the past few months you've found solace in the form of a romantic pen-pal, and soon you'll finally get to meet her. Sadly, some secrets are harder to keep than others, and yours may doom more than just you...

Sequel to both I Would Give to You, and The Color of Apples.

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