The following is based off the studies of Princess Twilight Sparkle, everything disclosed in this is not be revealed to the public until a higher understanding of this has been reached.

The magic of dreams have fascinated Twilight for a while now. So she decides to do what she always does. Study it. But maybe she shouldn't have messed with this one.

Cover Art by Jowybean. (all credit goes to him)
Made Comprehensible by Shrink Laureate
Somehow conjured up by one of my sleep paralysis episodes

After almost a month on the road from a long and difficult friendship problem, Twilight can't wait to get home, relax, and spend some time with her friends. She is surprised to find that while away Ponyville seems to have become happier, and everypony seems kinder than ever! But an investigation into that can wait, first, she's got a party with her friends.

Unedited because editing is for nerds, amirite gamers?

A rush of mares in moth-eaten rags and their foals were hustling towards the infamous citadel, in hopes of curing their offspring from the numerous diseases they had. Every foal had at least two slowly eating away at their mind, ever since the apocalypse that plagued Equestria.
"Attention! Attention! This is the Equestrian Dispatch!"
The radio message would glitch and buzz. It was coming from the citadel, as it had many times earlier. When the message was over, the familiar tune was played.

The tune. This god-forbidden tune had been spreading its' cryptic message for far too long. They say it causes mass hysteria and even suicide, mainly for foals. Some say its' a government-created cleanse of overpopulation. Others argue over if the familiar tune played at the citadel contains noise frequencies that lead to panic. All mothers bring their foals to the citadel, as a way to protect them from the famine-ridden apocalypse.

Trigger Warning for suicide, gore, and famine. Read at your own risk.

Twilight told her friends of her adventures in the Human world, but she didn't tell them everything. One dark secret haunts her still.

Hamburgers are delicious.

Twilight sits at her desk. A glance reveals nothing. A look raises questions. A stare shows something unsettling. She's not moving.

A short experiment in some kind of horror inspired partly by Lovecraft.

Equestria can be a scary place. Just ask the ponies who find themselves center stage in these unusual tales of horror.

Special thanks to everypony who offered an idea and/or writing prompt for this anthology

Happy Halloween/Nightmare Night to you all!

I've killed a lot to get here. Time to do it again. This'll be funny.

Title Tribute.

Cover art by Seriff Pilcrow!

Two short psychological thrillers, from the twisted mind of Horse Voice.

Beneath the City, where the sunlight never touches, I wander. Will you wander with me?

Now with an incredible reading by Lotus Moon, Archer, and Script Singer. Go check them out!

Thank you to The Legendary Bill Cipher, Zontan, Lofty, Red Parade, Moonshot, and Stynger Skies for prereading, editing, and thwacking me over the head when things don't make sense. In theory, I could do this without you all, but it'd be worse and every other letter would be in comic sans.

Written in the great Quills and Sofa Speedwriting Group, for the second "Neural-Network Generated Candy Hearts" panic fiction contest. Wanna know why so many of our stories keep being awesome? Come find out on our Discord, where we write many words and sometimes things happen.

And thank you to Firefoxino for a wonderful review!

Entries of Maud Pie's diary about a new, growing interest of hers. New friends for Boulder. 🙂

Short one shot semi-grimdark.

Now with a reading by CreepyPastaSalad: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4QRI0WKvn_4