It’s a rare thing in life to have the certainty of knowing we’ve made the right decision. He was Fluttershy’s.

A horror story.

With very special thanks to the usual suspects: Admiral Biscuit, Luna Farrowe, Thornquill, Itssopanda, and Suni, as herself. Thank you all for your input and occasional efforts to convince me to reconsider the entire thing.

Fluttershy wakes up to the sound of birdsong and the sight of a beautiful day. She's going to go to the spa with Rarity. But Angel Bunny is missing, and there are ponies with scars who were healthy yesterday. Fluttershy can't put her hoof on it, but something isn't quite right.

An extended entry for the Quills and Sofas 'Sensational Sci-fi contest'. First half was written in an hour, the other half in about 2 hours.

Twilight has been studying so much recently, so Rarity comes over to try to shake her out of it.
Then, the next day, Rarity comes over again.

Winner of the second Spookfest competition for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group.
This is also a prize fic for the very talented Snow Quill, who graciously provided the cover art.

The body wakes. The body hungers. The body endures.

And so does She.

With great thanks to Suni herself for a quick and thoughtful spur-of-the-moment pre-read.

In what was supposed to be her moment of triumph, Nightmare Moon has lost everything. Banished by her sister and the Elements of Harmony, she finds herself alone on the very moon she created.

Utterly alone.

Celestia and Luna have lived long and suffered greatly. Luna, still insecure in her newfound grace, is anxious to secure herself against any further suffering. She sees in Twilight Sparkle (and in many others) the roots of ten thousand tragedies. Celestia proposes a wager.

A very loose retelling of the Book of Job.

Welcome, my little pony, to the happy home I've carved out far beneath the earth. Please forgive the mess, guests don't drop by very often and I've been here in the dark alone for so many, many, many years.

Dedicated to centipedes because they are super cute.

This story is a sequel to Entry #649

These are the final pages of the diary of Fluttershy, collected from her home and from the waters of the pond by her retreat. We hope she returns to us soon.

One day, Twilight finds a stallion staring at a hole in the wall. He seems strangely fascinated with it.

No life, wind, or light. A total lack of sense of time. When a pony wakes up in the metal belly of a spaceship, only the sounds of cogs, wheels, and pumps accompany him. Lost in this sarcophagus of steel, all he wishes for are the reasons for his punishment.