"You’ve reached Octavia Melody. I can’t come to the phone right now. Please leave a message at the tone.”

Fiddlesticks makes a long overdue phone call to her sister.

Yet another Sofa and Quills Speedwriting entry. Written in the span of an hour with the prompts 'sad' and 'without a trace.' Placed second.

Thanks to Lofty and Zontan for helping out and to everyone else on the server for leaving comments. Congratulations to Moonshot for winning!

Can we please give Fiddlesticks a tag

Featured from 5/11/20 to 5/12/20. Thank you.

No matter what anyone else says, Sweetie Belle knows that whatever that is in the mirror isn't her. That doesn't mean she can do anything about it.

An entry to the seventeenth Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Competition. Written in sixty minutes. Prompt was "Mirror" and genre was limited to horror. Presented here as is.

Now with a Russian translation, thanks to NovemberDragon, Randy1974, and Nuclear-pony-Jack. Find it here, here, and here.

In the middle of the night, Rarity is awoken by a noise from downstairs.
But it's alright, because all she needs to do is quickly make sure everything's okay. Then she can go back to bed.
Then it'll be over.

Winner of the horror-themed 4^th Koren's Kontest for the My Little Story Contest writing group. Originally this was done in an hour and unedited. This version here has received some slight refinement. The prompt was 'Mirror'.

Everywhere she goes, Wandering Star takes her humble mason jar and its precious contents.

And she goes everywhere.

Someday, she'll find the place where the jar is meant to be opened. But not yet.

Entry into the fourteenth Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Competition. Conceived and written in one hour; completely unedited. The prompt was "a worthy end".

Ever since the changeling reformation, Coxa hasn't needed love to survive. That didn't stop it from being addictive.

First place in TheDriderPony's Music Meister's Musical Machwriting Meet on the speedwriting server, where it was conceived and written in 60 minutes.

Thanks to Syke Jr for editing.

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There is no such thing as a gut feeling, not really. If you suddenly start to feel afraid for no apparent reason, it's very unlikely to be anything serious. But it doesn't make it feel any better does it?

Twilight is up burning the midnight oil again, when suddenly every sense she has tells her that something is terribly wrong. There can't be anything really wrong though, not in reality.
Can there?

A short experiment in atmospheric horror.
Featured in the Royal Canterlot Library on 26/04/19
Now featuring readings by ColonialPone here, and by MrSnarky here.

It's been a hundred years since Twilight was crowned. Most of her original friends are gone. Now, only Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy remain, each with a spark of something special keeping them past their time.

But unlike Twilight, neither of them has a claim to true immortality.

Winner of the 15th Quills and Sofas Speedwriting contest. The prompt was "A Worthy End." The contest was a two-parter, and each chapter was written in an hour, and then expanded slightly afterwards.

The name's Diane, Private Eye. I'm the stickiest gumshoe in all of Manehattan, with an addiction to danger (and chocolate). Hot on the trail of a missing foal, a feeling deep in my twitchy-tail tells me I'm about to crack the case wide open. Unfortunately, I may need the help of my weirdo "friends" to do it... but who knows, maybe I'll change my mind about friendship after an epic character arc.

Oops. Sorry for breaking the fourth wall there, but you can blame Mom for that one. After all, I'm just a half-bit mimeo of the #horsefamous Bearer of Laughter.

I mean, it's not like I have a soul, or anything.

Inspired by "The Heart of Saturday Night", a minific written by No Raisin for the June 2018 Writeoff.

After Equestria's defeat at the hands of Sombra, their navy fled in an effort to evade capture. Years later, this forsaken fleet scours the world in an effort to survive, grow, and eventually get the power necessary to reclaim their homeland.

Rarity has heard many tales of the doomed Equestrian fleet, but dreaded the day those ships would visit her homeland.

A Commission for Undome Tinwe. Many thanks to him for sponsoring this endeavour. If you'd be interested in a commission let me know!

Proofread by ever astute boyfriend, RoMS. He'll provide six pages of editing notes for a five page story.

Featured in Round 168 of Seattle's Angels!

Creating an outfit for a magician is an intimate process. Which leaves Trixie, Great and Powerful though she is, with a problem. Can she trust Rarity to keep her secret? And, even if she can, can she open up enough to someone else to go through with it?

That Rarity is the prettiest girl in school doesn’t help matters.

While written entirely by me, the ideas for this story were workshopped on Discord, mostly between me and Darkstarling. We started with a blank slate and came up with this story together.
Proofread by Moonlight and Krixwell
Cover art by Overlordneon