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Created by Miro MM
Getting kicked out of the Wonderbolts was never part of the plan. The only plan she had ever had was the Wonderbolts after all. Without them? There was no floor, no safety net, no warm hearth to retreat to. No chance of licking her wounds and bouncing back. For Rainbow Dash there was only the Sky.
Content warning for themes of suicide along with the implication thereof. Written for a speedwrite and edited after the fact to reach FiMFic word count.
Six photographs. Six pieces of a mare time forgot. Six parts of her, lost then found again. The scenes they painted called to her, pulling on a yearning to understand that shook her to her core. Luna had to go. She had to find out — was there anything left of her? Or had she truly died, all those years ago on the moon, and been reborn through the fires of friendship? Luna hoped those photos held the answer.
There was always a plan. Twilight knew that. When she was younger, the plan seemed less grandiose. Excel in school, settle down, start a family. Simple things. Simple life. When she was younger, she thought the plan was her plan. Now that she's older she knows better. This was never her plan. She was just part of it.
Written in an hour during a fit of sleeplessness and edited with the help of the endlessly kind and tremendously intelligent Regidar. Cover art taken from here.
When Twilight Sparkle was four years old, her mother bought her a tombstone.
Dedicated to Regidar. They're a real one.
Chinese translation by Hehelover
The first thing Time could remember was his brother, Disregard. Because Disregard couldn't remember anything before Time and Time had no recollection of what things were like before then, they came to the conclusion that Disregard must have been the oldest. They were both satisfied with this, and then they left to go and watch the world grow.
As things progressed, they became distanced, but they still try to keep in touch. Sometimes, they wonder what it'd be like if they weren't themselves.
Originally written for Obselescence's The Most Dangerous Game writing contest.
"To those who are foolish enough to wander the Everfree, know this: A blackened heart will find you hanging from it's canopy. But, to those who wander with a pure heart, remember: Follow the crow's death song. To those who know not where their heart lie's, a warning: Beware the Everfree. Beware The Hanging Tree."
– Spade, the Wise, ealdorman of Heartville in Equestria, 512 PLR.
One evening, Applejack gives refuge to a stranger whose very voice sends shivers up her spine. He is a self-proclaimed storyteller who has a tale of woe for the Apple family. And later that evening, blood is spilled. Can Applejack figure out his intentions? Or is it already too late?
Written for the Halloween in April horror contest with The Barcast.
Rainbow’s face darkened. “Cozy, I’m not asking you. I’m telling you. I need to know how we end.”
Something flashed through Cozy’s face, something Rainbow vaguely thought of as fear. But it passed and Cozy hissed, rubbing her forehead. “Fine. You want to know how you two end?”
There was a second of silence filled by the wind.
Cozy’s eyes burned red when she spoke again. “One of you will destroy the other.”
A gift for Shaslan.
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