Every day Celestia shares light and love with all the ponies of Equestria. In turn, they share their love with her. Still, the princess senses there is something missing. Something her heart longs for.

Something her responsibilities have denied her for all these years.

As luck would have it, she’s given a gift that will let her experience her deepest hearts desires and take her to a place she may never want to leave.

Ever.

Inspired by the Alan Moore story, For the Man Who Has Everything.

A normal day was all it took.
A simple failed prototype, a missed experiment.
There was an explosion, and I woke up. I don't really know what happened between those two events, but I'm fairly certain I shouldn't have awoken in a small, dark box.

I'm scared.

Cover art by the amazing Avatar of Madness!

"Suppose I killed them all?"

In a freak accident from the Cloudsdale weather control team, Twilight is struck down by an errant lightning bolt. But the veil of death is relatively thin...

This story is a sequel to The Witch of the Everfree

Saddle Arabia is a land of mysteries and ancient legends, and Sunset Shimmer sees it as a great place to escape from her mistakes for a while. What caused her to flee Equestria, and can she find a way to prove herself and win back the favor of the ponies she wronged?

More importantly, can she avoid starting a war?

I'd like to thank all my followers, fans, and patreon subscribers. Without all of you, I'd be worse off in every way.

Sunset Shimmer is having the worst day of her life. She used to be important. She was the personal student of Princess Celestia. She was a future leader of Equestria. She was the kind of mare that everypony envied.

Today, it's all crashing down around her.

Alternate Universe: What if Sunset Shimmer hadn't gone through the mirror?

Twilight has been studying so much recently, so Rarity comes over to try to shake her out of it.
Then, the next day, Rarity comes over again.

Winner of the second Spookfest competition for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group.
This is also a prize fic for the very talented Snow Quill, who graciously provided the cover art.

Teleportation. It is the best possible way to travel, and Twilight Sparkle is excited to learn how.

This story is a prequel to Blink by Ocalhoun, with permission.

WARNING: Little traumatized fillies die in horrible ways.

This story is a sequel to Eyes Open

Teleportation. It is the best possible way to travel... As long as you don't think about it too much.

After Twilight saved herself, herself saved her, and she might be missing a horn, but she's been moving on.

...or has she?

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So I recently came across the Blinkverse and fell in love with it. It's dark and rife with fridge horror, but without choving it down your throat. So because I couldn't get my interest in it to go away. I decided to throw my hat in, and either do an introspective piece or an alternate take. I'll let you figure out which one I leaned more towards.

I'm admitedly not the best at proof reading my own work beyond spell-checking. so please forgive the errors you find with grammar, pacing, and general hampering my lack of writing skill provides. XD

This is a sequel to Eyes Open, Written by Foal's Errand (whom I asked permission to post) which is itself a sequel to Blinking by Lumberjack, which is ITSELF a sequel to the origin story Blink, written by Ocalhoun. Doing a bit of simple math, that places me at Tier 4

(please forgive me not linking anything, my fimfiction comment bar has been fucky for a while now)

This story is a sequel to Blink

Twilight has never thought about where she ends up in that split second when she's neither here nor there.

The results think about it. A lot.

From refined remains, a Twilight civilisation emerges, determined to warn its creator.

Part of ocalhoun's Blink bandwagon, but with no particular connection to anything else on it.