Izzy is smiling. This is a constant fact, a basic truth of the universe. The sun is warm, snow is cold, and Izzy is smiling. But there's a truth behind that cheerful mask. She smiles because she has to, or so she's sure.
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New story begun this month! Added it to the schedule for next month, yay! There's a spot open for a full 28 updates over a month, madness! Want to kick a story up to update faster or got your own idea? Get on over here to make that happen, or just support me(I appreciate it), I would be happy with that too! It is thanks to your support that I can keep doing this. 
Here's what's updating and how often:
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One time a week on Saturdays.
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Every other Sunday.
A well-led life runs into an end. If that was it, it would have been fine, but the forces of the universe were not content, finding another purpose, or perhaps reward, for this being in another world entirely. May she shine gently.
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Two times a week on Sundays and Thursdays.
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Four times a month on Wednesdays.
Izzy is smiling. This is a constant fact, a basic truth of the universe. The sun is warm, snow is cold, and Izzy is smiling. But there's a truth behind that cheerful mask. She smiles because she has to, or so she's sure.
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Once a Month on Fridays
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Once a Month on Fridays
We walk down our long roads of life, but what of the roads not taken? Twilight and Applejack are carried along a different path, where their fates were bound in new ways.
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Twice a month on Friday
Bat ponies were a convenient hiding place. Few knew of their true nature, if they even really existed, so he could pretend to be one and get few hard questions. A pity one princess knew more than most, and would not be casually brushed aside.
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Twice a Month on Monday
A foal is found lost in the snow, the tsuki, warm-hearted rabbit folk, take him in just long enough to realize he may belong to the ponies nearby. His name is Harry, and his fate was knocked a little off course.
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Once a month on Tuesday.
Two vaults with two experiments. One set the ponies out on their own, forming a tribal group. One kept them close, creating a vault-dweller herd of ponies. But there's still one more to be seen. How were they treated and what did they form?
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Once a Month on Monday, Tuesday, and Fridays
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