A place for all the other amazing content I get. Sadly there's too much variance in what I could get, so instead I will just make a main thread for it here.

Index:
1: Poems made by Divine Path.
2: Chapter by SingABrightSong.
3: Poem by SingABrightSong.
4: Chapter by shockwave7669.
5: Game thingy by Liam King.
6: Review by Chris.

1: Poems made by Divine Path.
Loop 4:

The terror of stasis,
lost within that which could never be.
Searching for an escape from this nightmare,
and yet it has only just begun.
So with this,
you must soon strengthen your ties to your present,
lest the trapping of a soul in perfect cessation
shall bring you madness,
and you fall to despair.
Oh, the terror of stasis,
so lost within that which can never be.

Loop 6:

And with the distant past,
you find fondness in the realization;
that among the ponies dark and dour,
within the coldness of apathy and despair,
the warmth unites one and all
and there is light in all hearts under the Equestrian sun.

Loop 7:

The dream ends this night.
It seems.
trapped in this perfect nightmare of solitude,
only alone you can stay.

Loop 9:

The approach of that something has been halted,
that creature of darkness
lurking in the hearts of all touched by this infinite nightmare.
Presently,
you must strive for that light
lest it flickers and fades with the coldness
of this single, solitary,
never fortnight.

Loop 11:

Living this tragedy, a fantastic view;
staggering, falling,
never into a world new.
Perhaps you will seek and find,
when the darkness grows bleak and the nightmares dim,
the true creature which this charade is behind,
the outrageous behalf of this treacherous sin?

Loop 16:

To be still in the darkness,
searching silently for the fleeting light.
The cage may grow tighter,
can you tell?
Warmth may drain from each regain
of the love blossoming through the hearts
of the ponies left dynamic,
presently unchanging.

The creature of darkness plays their own game,
by which rules do they play,
do you suppose?
That in this nightmare a hope remains undying;
is it welcome in this land of darkness?

Loop 18:

To still wander lost through the gloomy shade,
surely you must find it now?
The end of such lies,
resting peacefully,
ready to escape
such a fantastically miserable nightmare.

Loop 19:

Rest guiltless
in this wonderful dream,
yet to be spoiled by the inevitable darkness.
May you retain your splendor through the night,
and never lose sight of that light,
even as you remain in bliss.

Loop 24:

Turn back the clock
reverse the flow,
swivel forward
and drivel side!

Let goodness be your light,
let the dream never end for nightmares.
Resist the looming fate.

Loop 25:

Curse though you may have wrought,
sought unbelieving;
perhaps a different time shall come,
and with the fading dream,
so too will you wither until the next,
coming in the night,
the complete darkness.
Reincarnate,
blossom again into a far more beautiful flower.

Loop 40:

A wonderland of absence,
resting within the breath of wind circling time.
Before the light flickers,
and you remain in darkness,
hold true the feelings of love and warmth,
before such blackness pulls you tight in embrace,
and you welcome the coldness of apathy.

Loop 43.2, 44.1:

Sinking the ever-pained enshrouding
darkness, and pondering the cause.
Soon the ever-night shall reach,
and soon might you linger,
soon might you rest a wanton rest
without bliss.

Loop 62:

Secrets laying wildly across the stream,
time disillusioned for the cursed shade,
simpler than the wondrous lies,
obvious like the clearest sky
yet painful terror and unknown,
sinking deeper into the blackness.
Sending for another day
in which to rest,
warding off the coldness of the night.

L66.3:

Tick, tock,
the scarlet cloth;
a fabric so vain and clear,
time frequents,
spawned legends,
and presently you have fallen to sleep.

Silk must dye,
this all-seeing eye,
a vivid shade of blue,
then impart with wisdom
and with good will,
before the dark may fall on Sweetie.

With respect for old,
with restless adoration
for the timeless wonder;
let the night bring you peace.
let the cold be led astray
in a heart as complex
as a heart with still youthful love.

L74:

More resources spent, more time taken to nothingness.
Further into the trap,
sinking,
blinking out to nothingness.

Less light coming,
lessened hope flickering,
standing tall,
falling far,
soon swallowed in darkness.

Princesses giving,
might they grant peace and calm,
together you break.

2: Chapter by SingABrightSong.
This chapter was done about this story's version of Sweetie Belle.

3: Poem by SingABrightSong.

Literature is a game
Played between author and reader
A beautiful dance of tropes

4: Chapter by shockwave7669.
This chapter was done about this story's version of Sweetie Belle.

5: Game thingy by Liam King.
A game beta here made by Liam King.

6 Review by Chris
You can read the review here. It makes some fair points, and I figured I should put it somewhere.