This story is a sequel to Hinterlands

Two years ago, bounty hunter Bitterroot turned a lich and her necromancer apprentice over to the authorities. Now, that apprentice, Amanita, has been released on good behavior. She has no more interest in necromancy. In fact, she asked Bitterroot to turn her in all those moons ago and helped capture her master. With nowhere for Amanita to go, Bitterroot takes her in until she can get her hooves under herself.

But all isn’t well in Canterlot. A killer is stalking the streets, striking with impunity and leaving no trace. The Royal Guard is befuddled. Bitterroot’s investigations have yielded nothing. And night is turning into a time of dread. Something needs to be done. If only the dead could speak. If only there was a moral necromancer around.

Amanita doesn’t want to admit it, but the part of her past she hates the most might be the most useful part right now. Just because ponies are dying doesn’t mean they need to stay that way. What she buried needs to be dug up again.

Her demons are rearing their ugly heads. It’s time to face them.

Reading the preceding story will provide some context for this, but isn't required. Cover art is modified from this image. Other entries in this series:

• Hinterlands
• Urban Wilds
• Death Valley

The kirins are a quiet folk. They tread lightly in their place among the stars, so lightly that they may well be silent, but they're there. Some consider their presence in the cosmic game a blessing. To others, an annoyance at most. What is certain is that they are peacemakers to all.

Searing Cold is a different kind of kirin, but he is still a peacemaker.

Even for a war machine on the run.

Thank you to NorrisThePony, for everything; and Shanaar, for creating Searing Cold.

Spotlighted on Equestria Daily.
Cover art by JedaySkayVoker.

Every winter, Nurse Redheart leaves behind the sterile rooms of Ponyville General to join in a celebrated tradition: dogsled racing to the Northernmost-point of Equestria. Forming the infamous team Redjacks with her girlfriend Roseluck,  Redheart aims to settle the score with rival Lone Raider in this year’s contest: the catch is that with one sick dog, she’ll have to settle for an untrained, unproven replacement. 

A fic exchange gift for Azure Notion as a part of the Enchanted Library server's secret Santa! Cover art by Snow Quill!

I made this. It’s special. Just like you.

A collection of stories centered around different parts of Saddle Arabian culture. The first two were written for the Quills and Sofas speedwriting server, but I may publish more if I feel inspired!

The world has changed for Treehugger, more than she cares to admit. With only Applejack and Twilight left by her side, Treehugger struggles to come to terms with her wife's passing.

A comission for Sunset_Shimmer 83! I do comms, check here for more details!

Cover source here and used with comissioner's permission!

Thanks to Skim and Rice for prereading!

The mining town’s residents have gathered, and there is a series of firsts.

There is arguing; there is heat; there is smoke.

And there is no sign of the pony who brought them here.

Thanks to NorrisThePony.

What’s a mare with a dolphin cutie mark doing out in the middle of Equestria?

Whatever the answer, Sea Swirl is one of Ponyville’s own. For all her quirks, ponies around don’t mind; they’ve seen and are stranger. And for as strange as her friends ‘Sergeant Reckless’ and ‘Screwy’ can be, Ponyville knows better.

They’re a little out of place. But it’s the right place.

Reckless is a tribute to the mare of the same name.
Cover art by the lovely 28GoodDays.

”A pairing of three characters that I wouldn't think of in a hundred years, but somehow they all fit together...”
—NorrisThePony

Applejack might have messed up when she told Roseluck that flowers were for sissies. How can she apologize to the mare she cares about most?

Written for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting pride month contest!

When Reckless joined the Earth Pony Unicorn Pegasus Corps she was expecting a professional fighting force. Turns out it’s more akin to a band of poorly equipped hooligans. Relegated to the rank of Station troop with her pal, she now has to carve out a new legacy on Eqqus. Not much action is to be had though…

This is my first production in prose format. All critiques please send my way yada yada.

Read about the story of Reckless. Yes. She was a real warhorse and badass
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sergeant_Reckless

Featured on some day in October 2022