• Member Since 10th Jun, 2013
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Just a pony being fabulous. Writer of vignettes, clop, experiments, a great deal of trash and the occasional gem

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  • 179 weeks
    Here and back again

    Things are rough my darlings.

    Its a cold, rainy morning. My favorite kind. No snow. No slush. I adore this. Even more so that I am under a heavy quilt.

    I'll write more when I wake up I think...

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  • 183 weeks
    A story in three parts

    And home. Well. I'm not dead. Fancy that. Whatever the pain is, it's not my kidneys. Which is as baffling as it is reassuring. I very much am grateful of course, but...also...wtf darling. They handed me some pills and told me to get some rest. They plugged me up with all kinds of machines which will cost and a leg, but I'm home, and my kidneys are okay. And I'm alive for another day. So darlings,

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  • 183 weeks
    The room

    31. Thats the number they gave me. Thats where I am. Room 31.

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  • 183 weeks
    This art, this life

    Has...has it been a month already? I suppose it has been. More than that, even. How are you my darling little ponies? I've missed you. And writing. And having a properly functioning laptop that can handle little things like opening up an internet browser and loading writing programs.

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  • 189 weeks

    As you were. Oh, yes. Rarityeqm tis alive....sort of. Only sort of, these days. Mostly, I sleep. During the day. Restless, horrid sleep that does ever so little to stave off your wretched thirst for the sun. I'm drowning in darkness, my darlings. Tis cold here, in the wee hours of the morning. Behind me, my television muted. My coffee mug lovingly kissed and caressed the pot still bubbling across

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Here and back again · 10:07pm Dec 16th, 2020

Things are rough my darlings.

Its a cold, rainy morning. My favorite kind. No snow. No slush. I adore this. Even more so that I am under a heavy quilt.

I'll write more when I wake up I think...

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Comments ( 18 )

Much snow here, shoveled twice because by the time I was done the first time it had all piled up again. :facehoof:

Being warm inside though and seeing all the ice and snow outside is very nice though. Used to go to a gym that had a thick glass encased pool and hot tub, was awesome being in there and looking out at all of it.

Stay safe.

Stay warm and stay safe :heart:

Stay warm and safe, dear Lady. A warm quilt is a good place to be to enjoy a cool, rainy day. Do tell, what is troubling you? Take care.:heart:

To sleep, perchance to dream. I hope your rest is peaceful. Goodbye for now

RarityEQM is gone

Out, out brief candle. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. Alas, poor Rarity. I knew of her, every pony, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.



To sleep, perchance to dream.

Ay, there's the rub.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.

B_25 #7 · Jan 20th, 2021 · · ·

I'll write more when I wake up I think...

Beautiful last words.

Goodbye sweet soul. It took a bit to pull it together to say this. You will be missed. Know you will always be loved. Godspeed and grace follow you.

Rest In Peace RarityEMQ. You inspired me and all your followers. You will be greatly missed.

Say no more. :raritycry::raritycry:

Miss you

There are many sad thing, but one of the worsts things is reading one of your stories liking them, enjoying them, and wanting more, and then remember what has happened 😢
Reading one of your stories is a rollercoaster of emotions. They make you forget about the world around you for a short period of time, but once you are don't reading, it is also a sad reminder of how fragile life can be.

Rest in peace, your writing and stories are amazing.

Comment posted by yonalkaru deleted Nov 14th, 2021

know that to this day people will always love you're story's and they will always love you. May the ballroom remain eternal.

I love the use of 'Out, out brief candle' which is a reference to a piece of script at the end of the play Macbeth when he gets killed.

May RarityEQM rest in peace. She was an amazing author.

I didn't understand this blog post.
But I still teared up.
This hits hard.

This is almost unbearably sad… :fluttercry:

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