They said mighty Saraneighvo would never fall.

They said proud Saraneighvo would never weep.

They said old Saraneighvo could never die.

In the darkest of days, we find solace in whatever we can.

Inspired by the story of Vedran Smailović, the real Cellist of Sarajevo.
Audiobook version read by Illya Leonov
Editing and Prereading by: LoyaLiar, JustAnotherTimelord, and Sojourner
Cover art by me.

This story is a sequel to Twilight's Song

Princess Twilight Sparkle is as eternal as time itself, and yet holds a mortal heart. She knows loss, for she has lost. She knows love, for she has loved. What then, is there left for one who will forever remain?

Cover art provided by SynthieRose, used with permission.

Setting:
This takes place one-hundred years after the events of the previous story. Twilight is now nearing six-hundred years of age, and yet feels as if time has stood still for her.

Technology has advanced, civilizations had risen and fallen, and yet through it all, she has persevered...mostly.

Note: You will notice that technology has not advanced in the same order as that of humans has, with some advancements completely having been passed over. This is because this is a different world with different rules and a different line of physics and power sources. Keep that in mind. Also, do not expect Twilight to act the same as canon. Such a long time can change everything about who someone is, so keep that in mind and don't come to me shouting "OOC".

With that all taken in mind, enjoy the story.

"I'm not afraid of anything!"
except failure
"I'm awesome!"
i'm hurt
"I'm there for my friends!"
i need help
"I'm always willing to lend a hoof!"
why don't they see
Help

<Inspired by this amazing artwork>

Twilight had never really seen fog before. The weather team in Ponyville had always checked the skies and made sure nothing disastrous ever happened. But one day, Twilight wakes up to discover that a omnious fog has enveloped Ponyville, obscuring everything. Worried, she becomes determined to find out the cause behind it.

But what she will discover will be nothing like she imagined...

Who are to blame when the one's we love gets pulled from life too early?

The one who decided the actions? Or the one who forced them?

When the time comes, should one mourn their passing? Or should one smile because of the time spent together?

A/N: A big cheer to http://blackswhites.deviantart.com/ for allowing me to use the drawing, and Slashawar for helping out with edits.

Can words hurt more than actions?

Can what has been said be undone?

After a fight with her mother, Dinky finds an old diary.
As she reads it, she finds out more about her mother's past.

Authors note: This is a follow-up to A Love Like no Other, but you don't have to have read it to enjoy this one.

Thanks to Arbarano for helping me edit it, and getting rid of those pesky grammar errors.

Being a single mother can be tough, especially when you have nopony to share your pain with.

Ditzy always hid her pain from her daughter, keeping her feelings bottled up inside.
After an unfortunate release of her emotions, will Ditzy be able to make it right by her daughter?

Will a second chance emerge with help from unexpected places?

A/N: This is a sequel to 'A Love Like No Other' and a prequel to I Wish I Was

You don't have to read any of them to enjoy this work. Rated teen because of sensitive subjects.

Love can be so many things, love for a brother or a friend.

Ditzy did not recieve anything like that growing up.
She has been alone all her life, except for one pony.
That showed her that it is one kind of love like no other.

Authors note: This story is the start of many, many Ditzy/Dinky fics I have planned. I hope you enjoy.

To read the seuqel, please follow the link or go to my page. I Wish You Could

For a reading of this story, follow this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QXwqtXWBx4&feature=g-u-u

Don't cry Derpy! I still love you! Either way, some constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated.
How much does Dinky Hooves really know about her rather peculiar mother? What lies behind those winding eyes in that brain of hers? Was she always the mare of everyone's jokes? Or has fate been unkind to her?
And what about those muffins? Read on!

It's Mother's Day in Ponyville, and Dinky has a very special present for her mother.