After a rather odd storm over the Everfree, Twilight and her friends are sent to look for a castle that apparently fell right out of the sky. But finding it will not be the problem; the challenge comes from dealing with the inhabitants. It might have been better if they had never gone looking in the first place...

Now in its native language thanks to System!

Each night I’m trapped in the dark, immobilized. I hear whispers as they operate on me: they say I shouldn’t be alive. Twilight refuses to tell me about the operation. Sometimes she can’t look me in the eye. What did they do to me?

Nothing used to scare me: I kicked a dragon in the nose, defeated gods of chaos and hatred, and control the weather. Now I feel broken. My memories have shattered, I feel wrong, and I’m afraid to tell anypony how scared I am.

I can’t even do the rainboom anymore. Who am I? I’m no longer the best flyer in Equestria, yet everypony assures me I am. Why won’t they tell me the truth?
↓↓ Credits

Special Thanks:
Dreampaw the artist. Best cover art.
Editors:
ArgonMatrix - Fixed 128 errors in chapter one alone.
Animus - who is awesome and for hire.
BronyWriter - The only author to punch Celestia in the face, and live.
Jaestring - Artist, Editor, and Female all in one.
Abcron - European editor, which means his time zone and my actual sleep schedule are aligned perfectly!
The Parasprite. Need I say more?
Selbi - If your editor isn't German, you aren't trying hard enough.
OctaviaHarmony - His avatar is as sexy as his editing.
RenegadeTimelord - Doctor who?
Akumokagetsu - Awesomesauce.
(Wow, a lot of editors came and went.)

Once, I was alone.

I felt neither sorrow nor joy at this. The presence or absence of others meant nothing to me. The universe moved in silence, and I drifted in its flow.

Then came the song.

A series of moments from Derpy's life, most of them less than cheerful.

Sorry.

A short story about the blossoming romance between a struggling baker and an enchanting young lass who changes his life forever.

Being locked up in the moon is a long time for anypony. What with all the wars, inventions, revolutions, and annoying new nieces, it can be hard to get used to things. Especially the modern vernacular. So Luna tries to learn slang.

It . . . doesn't end well.