"Art forms that appeal to modern leftish intellectuals tend to focus on sordidness, defeat and despair, or else they take an orgiastic tone, throwing off rational control ..."
As a budding diplomat, Flurry Heart often travels out of Equestria and into other dimensions. It's not uncommon for her to get stalled in the Between Place, but something is different this time. Someone else is here.
Centuries have passed since the end of G4, and ponies have once again segregated by tribe. In this land divided by fear and hatred, Sunny Starscout still believes in the magic of friendship.
In a city as corrupt as it is beautiful, Detective Rarity searches for her missing lover, Officer Twilight Sparkle, with the help of her former mentor, Celestia.
It is Equestrian tradition that, when a pony is a certain age, they are given a timer that counts down the days until they meet their soulmate. Rarity was very excited the day she got hers. She just hadn't expected it would be counting up.
No humans. In Equestria's past, ponies exist only to serve their creators. One such pony is accidentally released from her mental chains, but how can one mare save herself and her people if she doesn't even know she's a slave?
Where did they come from? Where did they get their love for Friendship Journals? Where are they going from here? And more to the point: what in Tartarus are they fighting about THIS time?
Have you ever felt yourself suddenly terrified, for no apparent reason at all? We all know that 'gut feeling' isn't a real thing, and that there's nothing to be afraid of. It doesn't help though, does it?
Scootaloo is an orphan, she lives in a cardboard box which is alive and transformed into the ark that's in the bible apparently, and this all takes place in a pocket dimension on the narrow dead end street she lives in.
"Wouldn't it be amazing if I could turn into a cat?" Rainbow Dash said. Twilight Sparkle overreacted. Or so most of Ponyville agreed later, among a chorus of meows.
A nosy bookworm, a put-upon carrot, a neurotic apple, a giggly airhead, and a pegasus who's all wind and no thunder. Put 'em together and what have you got? No idea, but Twilight's about to find out the hard way.
Celestia is enjoying the end of a peaceful day in Canterlot, when Luna asks her a simple question: 'Who had foretold the return of Nightmare Moon?' She may not like the answer...
Life as an anonymous artist isn't glamorous, but it's the most secretive an imperfect clone can have while trying to keep a low profile. Then again, "most" is a relative term.
Yesterday was a big day. The best part was my sister, Flitterheart, and I both got our cutie marks! My mark even came with a crazy new ability, too. And I got a new sister, well, sort of. She calls herself ‘Cozy Glow’ and she lives in my head.
Created by Fiddlebottoms
