Two thousand and fifty three years.
Spike has been battling the eldritch horrors of timeless Ginungagap for over two millennia, yet even to this day, his shame remains gnawing at his very heart and mind. Until the day comes when he is told of the danger that threatens what is most precious to him.

To save what he loves, Spike shall face his shame once more, his will, determination and sanity stretched to their limits, as he will step into the Abyss of his own, personal hell.

As always Spike moves forward, ever forward, towards battle, death and hopefully redemption.

In life, shame.
In death, absolution.

A few months after the defeat of the dark king, Shining Armor had a few nightmares in his sleep only to find out that it wasn't a nightmare, but something even more scary.

Something he thought would never happen began unfolding in his very sleep.

Author's Note: The picture was taken from a tumblr page, and I didn't bother finding out who it was owned by (I guess I should get on that.) If the owner wants their art to be removed, I will remove it. I thought of a story with it hence why it is the picture of choice for this story that is all.

Edited by Ernest Wood

I would also like to thank Skeeter The Lurker and Dark Avenger for prereading the chapter which is now chapters.

Ever since the Crystal Empire appeared, something had been amiss. A disappearance, here or there, nothing more. Then, their bodies turned up on the street. A plague quickly overtook the land, spreading the seeds of insanity and paranoia across Equestria. Years afterward, Doctor Sparkle and her broken friends find themselves in the middle of this celestial conflict. It is up to them, to stop the sickness.

A young Celestia and Luna venture into the Whitetail Wood in pursuit of the Star Eater, a monstrous magic-eating dragon.

The cost of victory is greater than either could have expected.

A short story originally written for the Lunestia Prompt Tag Collab that deviated from the original intent quite spectacularly.

Review by Seattle's Angels!

Edited by Maskedferret

Reading by Charzoid

That love can be a painful thing is something we both know all too well, sister. But it does not give you the right to throw your happiness away for mine...

I will not ask for your thanks for what I do now. I only ask for your forgiveness, and perhaps a promise to let yourself be happy.

Winner of the Fifth Bimonthly Twilestia is Bestia contest

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[Warning: Spoilers in the comments]
The world around Roseluck is slipping away piece by piece. Color drains away, fear creeps in, and an empty town hides a secret she is afraid to face.

When all that remains are memories of family, friends, and fleeting moments, a friend tries to help her hold onto them before they fade away.

Before she fades away.

Cover art by secret-pony used with permission.

This story wouldn't be where it is today without the help of Minds Eye. Editor, pre-reader, idea wall, friend.

I also had a ton of help and encouragement from these fine folks acting as pre-readers and/or editors:
Between Lines, Evilhumour, Smaug the Golden, CogWing,Cerulean Voice, Adda le Blue, SirTruffles, wYvern, Syeekoh

"Dying hurts. I should know first hand. I've died and come back more times than you have probably blinked. I've ended up in many bodies, but this one isn't even human. To add to the bad list, it's a foal. It's about to get weird."
~Majestica

Majestica Silversoul is a Lich, a Lich who has been living for a very long time, he'd been turned to what he was at a young age, never knowing the joy of a childhood, when he attempts to escape a paladin in a final ditch effort, he gets thrown into a new world of sentient creatures, with a second chance, maybe he'll change his ways to be a good guy that he might have been meant to be?

Probably not.

(Edit*: Featured on 9/4/2014! Thank you guys! You all are awesome. )

A big thanks to my editor: Nihatclodra

At the peak of the Age of Four Princesses a discovery was made. A discovery that would change ponykind forever.

This discovery would push equestrians out into the solar system as a new age began. But it would not last.

This is the story of a civilization of the brink of collapse, and what it will do to survive.

This is the story of the Traveler, and the Guardians that it has chosen.

Based on the video game Destiny, which is owned by Bungie and Activision.

Character tags will be added when I add a character. Don’t want any spoilers.
I will be updating the story when I can, but updates will be somewhat random as I want to ensure that it has the same feel as the game.
This is my first fanfiction, and I would love constructive criticism.

[Inspired by Aurora Dimment for the first two Chapters, and TheMyth for the last two.] To Err is Equine. That is a truth for all ponies, but no more so than Celestia. What happens to Twilight when the mask of perfection is removed? This fic explores the darkerside of Celestia's past. Her mistakes and failures and how it shapes her future, and the lives around her.

cover art: Vk.me website

Pre-reader: TheMyth

Inspirations: Aurora Dimmet for chapters 1 and 2. TheMyth for the idea doing this story, the last two chapters and making a She Said No done right. Which is a third inspiration for the story, and gets massive a shout out in chapter 4. Since the let down of it's second chapter is what got this whole fic rolling [no offense meant].

Aside: This fic was 40% Inspiration and 60% me pushing myself as an author. Seriously one of the most hardest pieces I had to write on an emotional level, and was in parts physically painful to write. I hope I did this fic justice, any thoughts, comments, or critiques of this piece are welcome.

Scootaloo is an orphan, we all know this, but when her mother starts to give her gifts, things heat up.
Twilight knows who Scootaloo's mother is, but will her actions make the fledgling relationship between a a mother, who is just began extending a hoof, and a daughter, who thinks she's better off without her mother.