When someone forces a job upon you, it's usually a bad thing. When that job comes with a new body that's almost helpless on its own, it's a terrible thing.

When your body is the stuff of bad dreams and lets you possess others, you are pretty sure you've been screwed.

Add that up with the fact that your employer is apparently a dead god that everyone was sure was out of the running, who wants you to remind the world that she is, in fact, very much alive?

Well boy, I hope you enjoy being a Grim-Dark Nightmare.

A very late player to the Chess Game of the Gods.

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Please note - While I love the idea, I plan on focusing on Duet as well - when writers block strikes one, off to the other I will go.

Celestia notices a flying dancer over the face of her sun one morning, and can't stop watching.

When one dances for the sun, the sister may just take notice.

A box can hold more Memories then you ever could imagine, and more regrets then you could ever believe.

A Very short Oneshot

Sometimes, a mistake on one's part leads to trouble for another.

For one who's lived almost as long as they can recall under masks, rebuilding was difficult. Now, in the aftermath of the Changeling invasion, the unwitting soul is found by yet another mistake, and swept into the trouble it causes.