a small collection of unconnected sad poems about broken love, toxic relationships, and hiding yourself away.

One year after her coronation, Princess Twilight Sparkle is dead, killed by her own subjects out of fear and jealously. After the funeral, Princess Celestia isolated herself from the world, mourning the loss of her brightest student and daughter figure.

But she cannot weep forever. She must take control of her duties once more. Haunted by the memories of the assassination, and its aftermath, Celestia slowly makes her way to Twilight's resting place to find some closure.

Now With its own TV Tropes Page!

Sequel is up

Autumn Blaze never found the cure for the Stream of Silence.

Third place winner at the Iron Author Speedwriting Contest at Everfree Northwest 2022. Contestants must write a full pony story within 2 hours, based on a surprise prompt. This is my story as written for the contest, with minor edits. Additional edits may be made once I have received feedback from the judges.

Thank you to all those who hosted the contest.

"It has been the pivotal teaching of the great Fountainhead, personal mentor and Celestia's most esteemed archivist, that the grand unified theory of magic, if discovered, is to be found within the mage's affectivity –that is; of the polarizing impetus of love, for unicorn magic, and hate, for Black Magic. It is claimed, further, that reality itself, too, is subject to this principle; and to deny so was self-contradictory. The dogma, however was not uncontested. Unicorns, Mages and Archmages from all over Equestria of all emotional preconditions would challenge and confute the thesis with ease. It was here that the great Fountainhead replied that the grand unified principle was too profound to be felt and too minute to be perceivable. He posits that, though invisible, this maxim holds together the fabric of the universe: matter with magic; existence with consciousness; dreams with reality; and–most significant of all–ourselves with one another."

-Starswirl the Bearded, "Hermeneutical Phenomenology of Pre-Classical Metaphysics", Royal Canterlot Archives (323 L.B.), p. iii-iv

---

EDIT 04/16/13: Remastered version coming soon! Grammatically sound, split into several chapters and improvised.

The flu; all ponies have had it at some point in their lives. It's a simple yearly ordeal that leaves you feeling crummy for a week or two, then you're fine again, right? Oh how wrong of a misconception that is. This is not the story of the feather flu, this is the story of the black flu; the worst flu pandemic in Equestrian history.
(There is adult SpikeBelle shipping [as in age, not content] and no, there aren't any zombies.)

Though this story is fictional, I'd like to point out that this will be an accurate representation of a worst case scenario pandemic in our world. And after the recent outbreak of H7N9 in China and NCoV in Saudi Arabia, I felt as though I needed to write this story. So I hope this story will both entertain and educate you.

After several bloody years of war, we are about to defeat King Sombra. I almost wish we would have lost.

A story in which Twilight Sparkle proceeds to die.

Several times.

For science.

Featured July 1st, 2020!

StraightToThePointStudio did a reading. Check it out here!

Chinese translation here.
Russian translation here.

Once, Octavia Melody had a Really Bad Day.

She tried to fix this by spreading the Really Bad Day to the ponies who caused it.

As it happened, the scene was set for the Really Bad Day to spread hither and yon, until everypony was having it.

The history books called it "O-Day." The survivors knew it by another name.

This is not a clopfic.

Reading by ShadowOfCygnus.

* * *

Reviews:
PresentPerfect

Edited by GaryOak.

Pinkie is dating The Smooze. Both of them love to party. Equestria can only sustain the constant onslaught of wubbing basslines and on-demand vuvuzela for so long. The girls have to do something.

Written as an entry for the May 2020 Original Pairing Contest Thingy. Go check it out!~

Content Warning: dumb

If you enjoy our writing, you can support us on Patreon, or commission us here.

A huge thanks as always to our regular patrons: Sorden, carcinoGenetecist, Jake, David Griffin, and infernap42. An additionally huge, huge, HUGE thank you to our favorite anonymous changeling. You are making us maybe believe not everyone sucks. Maybe. A little bit. :x

Late at night, when Wallflower is all alone with herself, the bad thoughts in the corners of her mind get harder to ignore.