This story is a sequel to The Wrong Mare

The world is aflame and broken. In the Crystal Empire, Rarity tries to ensure her part of the world is less broken than the world outside it, starting with finally taking proper care of the little filly that's supposed to rule it one day. But between the Empress Nightmare Moon's plans for Equus, the damage of Sombra's short but brutal second reign, the danger of the Changeling Hegemony on the western border, and her own personal problems, it's going to be a lot of things, but not easy.

Important: this takes place in the Equestria At War universe. Equestria At War is a mod for the grand strategy game Hearts of Iron IV, be sure to check out their Discord and Reddit if you're not familiar with it. They also have a group on this site: https://www.fimfiction.net/group/212917/equestria-at-war

I couldn't find any Rarity and Flurry Heart art, so I made it myself (hence why it's not very good). This is the base I used: https://www.deviantart.com/elementbases/art/MLP-Base-248-789800058

Rated Teen for sadness, the consequences of war and a deranged tyrant ruling over a nation for a good two and half years, a four-year old orphan and all that entails, crude humour, and possibly more to be added in the future.

WARNING: I have no plan or outline for this story, this is purely a passion project, if it ends up dying in a few weeks months time I'll tell you. I am now in possession of a general outline and plan for this story, not to worry.

This story is a sequel to The Great Retreat

After the retreat back to the border months prior, Trimmel spent months meticulously creating his plan for a second invasion of Equestria. With the approval of Queen Chrysalis, the Changelings once against advance into Equestria.

The Heer will not fail this time, this time, they will be victorious; this time, they will break the ponies.

Bright Comet and Icestar are two young brothers, their parents a miller and a basketweaver they live a peaceful life in their home of Svarpils, hidden somewhere in the Forests and Plains of Vartai, right on a small tributary of the Griffking. They had always protected each other, with Icestar being the older of the two. He was soon to begin taking on more responsability in his fathers craft and learn it, but for now he was still content and able to play with his brother in the forests and fields of Svarpils.

But the world had changed around their idyllic home, and soon they would find out how much it did when death and tragedy struck their village.

Written as a One-Shot for the Ponies at War writing competition.

The war that engulfed the whole world had an incredible impact on the minds of all beings. However, it is difficult to argue with the fact that the war had the greatest impact on ordinary soldiers. Everyone has experienced a wide range of emotions. The euphoria of victory over an ancient enemy, fear for the future, blind confidence in the correctness of ideals and much more.

All these feelings require someone to come out. And what could be better than a song?

I am not very experienced in poetry, so I really appreciate any advice and comments.

On Earth, the gun-wielding cult Spotless Light has been cultivating for years faces down the prospect (and the demand) of traveling back to his war-torn home reality much sooner than he expected, this time with the herd of faithful he'd taken into the fold.

In the year 1009, the changelings are on the march. To secure more resources for her war machine Queen Chrysalis now seeks to extort the Polar Confederation for their reserves of gold and oil. A task force of warships has been dispatched to the north to ensure cooperation.

The bears are mighty warriors, but against the overpowering force of Changeling technology they stand little chance. With only a small and outdated war industry the Confederation cannot resist and will be forced to surrender in days.

At least, that's what the changelings think.

Set in EaW. May contain violence, pensions, and 10.5 centimeter naval cannons.

This is set in the Equestria at War universe, and is inspired by The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind.

Equiyn Neighgoth – Hei Maretynai! Council betrayed you, council sullied your name! Arise, great Lord of All!

The eleventh century is not a stable time. From Equestria to the Griffonian Empire, from Kiria to Aris, war has become a more common feature than peace.

But in one corner of Zebrica, flanked between nations much greater, Maretania still stands, guarding the magical artefacts in The Cave as it has for centuries.

War has hardly touched the harmonic nation, and it has been lucky in that regard. Still, all is not well.

The Fourth House, one of the few original ruling families over the ancient lands of Maretania, found itself crushed in the seventh century for its radical ideals and dangerous usage of artefacts. The surviving families are the only remains of the footnote in history called the House of Troubles.

Many of these families spent the rest of their lives, and their children's lives after them, working on some semblance of a restoration, to no avail. Now, the only surviving heiress to the once great House, Eohippin Neighgoth, has turned to more unconventional methods to take what faithless minds stole.

After all, unconventional mages often times require unconventional methodology.

Death, much like justice, is blind. It doesn't care who or how one is or has been in life. When push comes to shove, death can be cruel, merciful, or neutral.

Winter knows this better than anyone. He has witnessed first hoof how cruel death can be. And yet, for all his caution and paranoia, he may discover that no one is above death.

Decided to try my hand at some grim dark writing. It's my first try, but not my last. I am very much open to critique and suggestions, cause it's been a while.

This is Exiles at War world. Exiles at War is an alt-history fanfiction project designed by a group of friends, set in the world of Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4.

The Point of divergence is the Griffonian Revolution partially succeeding, the consequences of which affect every continent; from the River Coalition collapsing into war, to the Changellings losing a War against the Olenians before they could strike Equestria, to the Storm King being defeated by the Chirropterrans before he could plunder much of North Zebrica.

This story is a sequel to Stories of the Great war

The Heer is retreating. Never did Blueblood think he'd see the day, but the entry of Stalliongrad into the war has presented the first sign of hope for a long time. Completely overstretched and sapped of offensive potential, Hivesmarshal Trimmel has ordered a general retreat.

Sensing the first opportunity for a long time; Field Marshal Blueblood, Commander in Chief of the United Ponies Front, has to fight a bloody political battle against the Equestrian political system to prevent their great leaders from snatching defeat from the jaws of victory.