The names Earthen Bonfire. My great, great, grandparents created one of the greatest devices of the pre-war world. unfortunately before the unveiling the balefire began. Eventually the Steel Rangers found us and teamed up with the stable's inhabitants. Now the head scribe Cotton Candy and I are alone on a mission that may change our outlook on life, family, and factions.

Written as a tribute to the device that let me truly become a member of the FoE community. LONG LIVE THE KINDLE!

A short story involving rock and roll, necromancy and the wasteland.

My entry for the Fallout: Equestria group's short story contest.

When Twilight failed to show up at Moon Dancer's party, it sent her life into a downward spiral. Upon discovering this, Twilight Sparkle attempted to solve the problem at it's source. With the help of a certain time travelling stallion, she traveled back in time to that Summer Sun Celebration from so long ago to finally attend the party she had missed out on.

A young filly in present day Ponyville is cursed with nightmares of post-apocalyptic Equestria. She finds herself influencing the course of future history in ways that she cannot understand. She must learn to balance her life at home with her life on the other side of the veil, and fight to preserve her own sanity, and her own innocence.

She discovers that such a task is only possible through the magic of friendship.

In an Equestria demolished by war, Fernando Bendy Straw devotes himself to a noble cause.

(Yes, I'm serious).

Phineas Startrot was a pony who had his fare of hardship, but pressed on in spite of the troubles of his life. With pride and determination, he dreamed of exploring the far-flung corners of the universe.

One should take care in what they wish for.

Forlorn Ascension art gallery

Initially meant to be part of the FoE group's 300 member special, this story will be a collection of various short chapters and/or full "stories". After a span of several weeks, the short story "Wrath of the Lamb" has been completed.

Falcon Wing is a pegasus pony living in the last bastions of pegasus civilization after the sky was sealed away behind the clouds. Constantly the victim of bullying and physical abuse, he flees from the skies and thus he leaves his home behind, only to find that in a twist of fate he is unable to return.

Stranded on the ground, Falcon must learn the rules of the Equestrian Wasteland or end up perishing like so many others.

This is the story of Desrium -- not myself, I'm just some writer in a hole somewhere -- and his battle against the demonic horde plaguing the land of Tyrbenetus. As the Justicar, a champion of the Dawnmother's Order, it is his duty to uphold peace and justice and defend the innocent. Demons are creatures that are chaotic and unjust, who only seek to destroy lives and corrupt the worlds they afflict. Thus, the Order and the demons are constantly warring against each other.

In a battle against one fearsome foe, Desrium finds himself in another realm of mystics and fantasy. Unfortunately, his enemy has also been transported to this world, vying to be the vanguard to conquer it. The war between good and evil continues in Equestria to spare it from the ravages that have befallen Tyrbenetus.

-Story 1 of the Fallout: Equestria - Lonely Freak Trilogy-

A contract. Thats all it was. All it was ever meant to be. Paid enough bits to last me a hundred lifetimes as long as I get HER out of the way. Damn though....She is tough! You wouldn't believe it unless you were there. Strangely, that isn't where my story begins!

[DATE: ??/??/???? [A.N.M.M.]]
[TIME: 20:47:11]
[LOCATION: LOCATING...ERROR?!...]
[ATTEMPTS AT OUTBOUND COMMUNICATION/TRACKING/DATING SYSTEMS BLOCKED BY O.I.A. FACILITY PROTOCOL UNDER ARTICLE 3, PARAGRAPH C6]

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A revamped version of my first story, so please be generous when tearing me to shreds.

(Credit goes to Kkat for making such an awesome universe/fic and Somber for the best story ever: AKA Project Horizons)