"How can an idea be great if it remains locked in ones mind?"

Reik, a pony that's been at the top and bottom of the social ladder, has created a new system of society and government. Despite being forced into exile he is ready to wage revolution against Celestia. But sometimes it is all to easy to lose sight of what's right and wrong, and will his revolution really be one of peace or is it all just a veil for revenge?

A colt has been sitting in a small dark room for Celestia knows how long. He can’t recollect anything, but knows he's there for something, something he did, but what? (I wanted to take a little break from my main story and made this, not sure if the comedic elements are strong enough for it to be listed as a comedy and I'm not sure the "dark" elements are strong enough for it to be listed as dark but 'eh, also not sure if it will turn out to be a dark fic or comedy. Most likely both. advice would be welcomed)

(Humanized MLP)

In the ruins of Canterlot, when the final clash between Luna and Celestia takes place. When all seems lost and Equestria seems on the brink of darkness, there is still room for sacrifice and heros.

[The product of a boring night, the fic is loosely based on the story of Ollanius Pius. You certainly do not need to know the story to enjoy the fic. The cover image being an image of Ollanius standing before Horus.]