Pulled into a strange world where myth and legends are real. Unable to communicate to the native creatures here, or even able to move for that matter... How is a human supposed to adapt to this strange world, or even manage to keep his sanity when he is encased in stone.

What makes a country? What makes a culture? Let's dive into Equestria to see why ponies are the way they are.

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I'm writing this fic to try and explain and expand why I think Equestria is the way it is.

Celestia as she deals with banishing her sister

After getting their cutie marks, the three crusaders go their separate ways but they try and keep in contact through letters to each other. This story is following them as they grow up to face the best life has to offer, and the worst...

After finding hints to an ancient, library, Twilight leaves home to attempt to discover what Star Swirl couldn't... the legendary 'Vault of Origins'. This lost library is supposed to hold the histories of the Pre-Windigo Exodus civilizations and perhaps the origins of Ponykind themselves... but will she be able to survive the dangers that guard the Vault?