Something comedic, a relatable, appreciated sentiment.

A story of strangeness. Ridiculous games.

Learning that you dream. Awakening from fantasy, back to rising for another morning.

Warmth to self, a heart filled with love. Emotions awaken, evoking a sense of sadness, a grief so sweet.

For when a tale is of a distant land, or a familiar place, something understood.

Self-explanatory.

On an adventure! What might lie in store?

The truth hidden in shadow, eventually brought forth to light.

A dream takes over our senses as we are drawn into this world of fantasy, skirting the border of perception. Might we find peace within this long nightmare.

Creeping, the enveloping darkness.

A series of various narratives, from a broken world rebuilt.

Brought into fantasy, made themselves into a dreamer that spins the legend.

In losing life, allowed another chance.

When a pony is born, values are presented and integrated, awfully fabricated unto that foal. Once it is questioned, the saccharine lies hiding the questions may at last dissipate. Discovering the wrongs of society might prove tragic.

That which fuels me with dread and expectation. Rendered unable to rest, unable to move on. For the tale is so engaging, that to leave will hurt. All emotions present, all monsters of the past, and certainly— you will know doubt.

Stories featuring any of the Cutie Mark Crusaders as a significant character, particularly Sweetie Belle. Alternatively, other foals.

Deserved by those select stories that make my heart ache, and which antagonists are nearly beyond redeemal and reformation. Something to remember. Among true pieces of art.

For love and bliss, all it may entail. Beyond simple affection.

That which is dark and despairing, perhaps of resolution and determination. The horrifying, and desolate. The end of a dream, into nightmares.