Coming across an artifact while exploring a forest cave, a young teen gets whisked off to a strange new land. unfortunately for him, this artifact did more than just transport him, landing him immediately in the world powers proverbial blade tip. Trapped in stone, this is how he spends his time.

Yo! I'm not dead! I'm not done with Amnesiacs tale, just taking a bit more of a break from it. I had this idea floating in my head and i had to catch it. this story will be a lot shorted than I intend Amnesiacs tale to be so I should be back to it soon!

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This story is a sequel to Celestia Visits Nightmare Moon

Two weeks after the Summer Sun Celebration, Celestia comes into Luna's room to spend time with her, only to find out things aren't what they seem.

Confronted with the worst nightmare imaginable, Celestia watches as the world burns and her bright cradle of life is extinguished. She is directly faced with her demons as she reflects and regrets her ignorant actions, which lead to the destruction of her planet.

This is the tale that starts with the end, and recalls the story behind the ultimate doom of Celestia and Equus, and how she could have prevented such tragedy.

(just a little something that was on my mind for awhile. I needed to write it down before it killed me for not doing so.)

But what a wonderful day!
Luna, Princess of the night and the moon has reached the age of maturity.
She is now a beautiful princess.
And such a beautiful princess like her deserves a man worthy of her stature.
Candidates all over the world had come for her hand, offering luxurious gifts, each one surpassing the other.
Mountains of Silver, Mountains of Gold, Jewels, exotic pets, lands, castles, armies and much more.
But it wasn’t enough.
Rejected.
One by one the candidates had been being rejected.
Then what could be considered enough to satisfy her?
What the requirements are for be considered worthy before her eyes?
Despite this; one young man came as another candidate but unlike the rest he is not a noble much less a man who possess wealth, what worth could he have?
He is only a plebeian, a mere commoner.

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-Fic inspired on a short story that I was told when I was only child.
-Humanized ponies.

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A depressed Anon, aided by countless books on psychology and philosophy, tries his luck at being a therapist for the fluffy ponies that surround him. Do ponies even have the problems he deals with? Do ponies even need the help he can offer?

Art by osawari_64

Edits by Tranquil Serenity.

From the dungeons to the blinding light, Matt finds himself retelling the story of his time in Equestria. His words mean nothing to those listening. All attempts to change their minds is gone, leaving him no reason to convince them, and no reason to lie.

Follow this human from his first day in Equestria, to his last day of freedom.

One year has almost passed since a mysterious entity invaded Anon's mind and forced him to turn against his friends and terrorize the ponies of Ponyville. Though he was eventually freed from it's influence, Anon's attempts to return to his life in Ponyville have thus far failed.
Because even though he was said to be forgiven, no one can forget the fear and dread they felt during that time, least of all Anon himself.
Tormented by nightmares of his actions and the silent condemnations of the ponies around him, Anon is feeling his life spiraling out of control again, driven to shut himself off from the world as he is haunted by deeds that were not his own.
Now, his former friends must look inside of themselves and see if they can find it in their hearts to truly forgive and forget and if the bonds of friendship can be reforged... Before Anon is lost forever.

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This is an unofficial sequel to Hurt by Brainhorn. (Warning! Do not read if you are disturbed by graphic depictions of rape.)
PLEASE NOTE that this story does not contain any scenes of rape or sexual nature, but they will be referenced and hinted at. (Also, spoilers for "Hurt" if you plan on reading it first.)

Also, though the main characters name is Anon, this is not like most Anon in Equestria-stories. It is not written in a 2nd-person perspective but the main character instead has a personality of his own, and though I've left much of his appearance vague, he is not the green faceless man he's usually depicted as. The only real reason he is even named Anon is because that was his name in "Hurt", and it would feel wrong to change that into something else. I say this as a heads-up to both those who like or dislike AiE-stories.

Cover art is made by TetraPony. It's mostly a placeholder until I can get something more fitting.

Omen had been living in Ponyville for a while, living off of the research grants from a few of the miscellanea that he had brought with him from his own home when he had been suddenly transported. At least until a petition began circulating the top of Canterlot that he was a dangerous madman. Until it gained traction he really didn't mind. He kept to himself, only bothering to descend from his rented room in the castle of friendship to do the weekly tests Twilight asked before returning to his own private reading and experiments.

At least, until it finally reached the courts with enough backing to at least get him evicted. With that going on he could hardly afford to ignore it anymore and donned his best suit. After all, if he wasn't wanted, why bother staying. He just had one little thing to do before he left, one last goodbye before he went to talk to the darlings at the Griffon Empire.

Sunset was devastated. It hurts, knowing what she's lost. Forced away from the only friends she's known, she feels like Anon-A-Miss has won. Somehow, she makes it home, and finds herself doing something she rarely does: watching television. Early in the morning hours, she's awoken by the sounds of a children's show with a man who wears a red cardigan.

Somehow, this soft spoken man reaches inside her and gives her peace with just eight words: "I Like You Just the Way You Are"

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A tribute to a great man, and my own way of memorializing his life in one of my favorite shows. Like he said once, I may not be good at this, but I still enjoy it.

EDIT 6/3/19
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