• Member Since 1st Jan, 2015

Lerkoto Dark


What can I say about myself? I'm a Russian novelist, sometimes I'm even a poet. I use this account to like your beautiful stories as I prefer to write in my native language only :)

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All Mayor Mare wants is for everything to go perfectly. Her death is no exception.


Unsubmitted entry into EFNW's 2019 Iron Author contest.

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Every Friday, from five in the afternoon to eleven at night, Pinkie Pie does volunteer work. She doesn't have to do it, the world won't stop if she doesn't, but she chooses to do it anyway. Even if it's doing seemingly insignificant little things.

It is a matter of life and death, after all. Literally.

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Twilight didn’t know what to say. How easy it sounded, to just not think about things that hurt, but thoughts were all she had.

Thoughts were the only thing that were hers, for better or worse.


Special thanks to lilfunkman for the cover art and for generally being the best support I could ask for.

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There are many things you can think about after almost dying.

For Applejack and Rainbow Dash, it's what comes after.


Written for Appledash Contest #6 - "Go Big or Go Home".
Inspired by Fighting Scars by majoramask.
Edited by Pascoite and ROBCakeran53.
Preread by Flashgen.
Original art by uar1.

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Rainbow Dash helps Applejack pick out a gift for her special somepony


Originally written as a Quills and Sofas panic fiction in 35 minutes, with some editing and extension. Happy holidays, everyone!

Now with a wonderful reading by ObabScribbler!

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Applejack has brushed her mane, put a ribbon on her hat, and there's a sway in her step. Most ponies just want to know who the special pony is.

Rainbow Dash doesn't buy it. Love is mushy, and AJ isn't mushy. Love means liking somepony more than her friends, and AJ would never like another pony more than Dash. Love means missing a game of horseshoes to go tell a pony that she's in love with them, and if there is one thing Dash is sure of, it's that AJ is not going to miss that game... no matter what Applejack thinks about it.

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Why do ponies dream? Why do we all seem to dream the same dreams?

What if we started to dream new things?

Discord said he wanted to make our dreams more interesting. Add some spice to our boring nocturnal lives. Nothing dangerous – just a bit of excitement to talk about in the mornings.

"Stop worrying so much, Twilight Sparkle," he said. "After all, dreams never hurt anypony."

How I wish he’d been right.


Gold Medalist in the Under the Sun Writeoff Event.

Now with Russian translation, courtesy of Cloud Ring! https://darkpony.space/the-archetypist-1/

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There is a village where everypony can be the same.

You may have read some nasty things about it. Rumors of stolen cutie marks and power-mad unicorns. Tall tales about forced smiles and frightened glances.

It's all lies. All except the part about us wanting to escape. That's true.

It's why we came here in the first place.


Winner of the May Writeoff Event.

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During a Wonderbolts exhibition at Mt. Aris, Rainbow Dash accidentally crashes at Sonic Rainboom speeds, nearly killing her. Her recovery is slow and painful, grounding her for months. While land-locked, she learns to appreciate life from the new perspective, as well as the pony caring for her.

At the same time, Applejack watches others form families of their own and starts to wonder if she’ll ever get a special-somepony for herself, or if she’ll end up alone. But she doesn't get any time to ponder that before she's suddenly thrust into a caretaker role for a badly wounded Pegasus...

(Found the cover on EQD, not sure who made it...)

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My name is Canvas. I remember because I wrote it in the corner of the white box. It takes twelve steps to get from the cot to the wall. And the lights hurt my eyes.

(Note: The story isn't in color because I decided to try this without the gimmick! But I still recommend reading the GDocs version.)

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