This story is a sequel to More Than a Memory

Velvet's sickness was perhaps the least endearing quality about her, and yet when it became apparent that her health would only continue to deteriorate, it seemed to be the only thing that her close ones seemed to concern themselves with when they spoke to her. Instead of filling their last days of her with lasting memories of who she was and the passions in her life, they would ask her how she was feeling or tell her how they'd pray for her well-being. Her friends and associates distancing themselves from her so as to prepare for the worst, possibly out of their own fear of death, she becomes more alone in her final days. The one exception to this is her dearest friend, Pen Name.

When Velvet had first met Pen Name, a name he'd given himself when he'd finally made his mark in the world of literature, at a coffee shop, he had only just started out in his career as an author. Though he lacked experience, the funny witticisms and profound passion he shaped into his stories moved her in a way that inevitably led to them growing closer as friends. In her dying days it was the memories of their budding companionship that she desired to make long-lasting once she was gone.

This work was inspired by Nugget. Thank you, Nugget!
Now audio read by Wandering Mare! Here's a link for the audio reading.

Twilight Sparkle was tired after a long day's work. All she wanted to do, was lay down and take a thousand year sleep. However, when she jumped into bed, it didn't creak. That was the one thing she had gotten used to fast in this town, the creaking of her bed. So why wasn't it?

~Curse these stories and the inability to make pictures work consarnit!~

Tumble Shells is a stallion on his death bed and surrounded by his family and closest friends. However, unlike most ponies, their presence doesn't reassure him for what is to come. He feared this moment his whole life, but never thought it through, thinking it would never come. Now his grandfather clock, passed down through fourteen generations, chimes the last minute of his life, and only he knows it. His tired mind can't help but think about what is going to happen next and what he could do or could have done to avoid it.

Psychological Horror
A read of this story was done by Wanda Mare on youtube. You can find it here.

"Darkness is but the absence of light."

The darkness. The voices. They're speaking to her. They're telling her to come closer. The voices echo through her mind, in one ear and out the other. A harmony of darkness. Everything is dark, and where does one go without the light?

Pinkie Pie is alone, and scared, and trapped. She sees no option but to heed the voices, and travel into the dark.

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This unique piece of evidence is to be viewed under direct Royal Order by the Royal Court and its constituents on the appointed date of 10-31-1511. This evidence, hereafter referred to as "Tape 11", will be the foremost evidence put forward in convicting Alexander Beauregard, human male and citizen of Equestria, for: Crimes Against Equinity, Kidnapping and Endangerment, Subversion, and Multiple Homicide. Charges are to be weighed against Mister Beauregard and the evidence provided, and a final decision will be made sometime either during or after the appointed Royal Court date of 10-31-1511.

Any inquiries may be directed to the offices of the Royal Equestrian Secret Service or Princess Celestia herself. Inquiries will not be responded to without a Class-12 Royal Permission form, and "Tape 11" will not be released to the general public for any reason now or in the future.

Signed, Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, Princess Twilight, the Royal Equestrian Secret Service with Class-12 Identification.

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A rescued changeling philosophizes on the meaning of love.