Princess Celestia finds herself trapped in the depths of Tartarus itself. Nightmarish visions haunt her through the blackened streets of Canterlot. Something lurks in the shadows, stalking her every step of the way. A frail voice rises from the ashes.

It is said that the only way to escape Hell is to have hope. But how does one find it in there?

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(Submission for the Everfree Northwest Scribblefest 2016)
(Many thanks to JLB for pre-reading and editing)

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Twilight awakens to find that she is no longer an alicorn, nor a pony for that matter. Rather she has become the fearsome Queen of the wasteland.

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The year is 1019, and the scars of the Great War are finally starting to fade from Equus. Queen Chrysalis of the Changeling Hegemony was defeated by a last, desperate alliance of free creatures from across the continent. The All-Ponies Front pushed into the heart of her empire in Vesalipolis after years of daring tank maneuvers beyond muddy trenches while planes dueled above. The Stalliongrad Soviet fought beside the Principality of Equestria it once shunned. The Crystal Empire modernized and stood with the Yaks across the northern mountains. The penguins and bears of the north resisted in the bitter cold. The deer of Olenia rose up under their rightful queen. The Republic of Nova Griffonia mostly made money selling guns to all the little ponies.

The war, and what came afterward, was a time of great upheaval and change. Princess Celestia and Luna abdicated their titles to Twilight Sparkle; the Princess of Friendship rules beside Prime Minister Sunset Shimmer and the Council of Friendship. The Crystal Empire, being a time displaced feudal state, did not change that much. Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and Prince Shining Armor rule as a universally beloved sovereign and a war hero. As the world changes around it, the eternal Crystal City stands still.

Princess Flurry Heart, currently going through "a phase," would like to change this.

By summoning the Ghost of Communism Past as her new political science tutor while her mother is away.

It is up to Shining Armor to avert the dictatorship of the poneletariat and the downfall of the bourneighsie.

May Harmony help them all.

Twilight had no idea of where the door had come from. It was there, and that was a fact. When it was there, at least, which wasn't always the case. But she would find out what was behind it sooner or later. It was just a matter of time. The door was always there, after all.

Audio reading by ObabScribbler.

Rarity discovers the meaning of happiness.

Stream-of-consciousness written in about an hour. Unedited.

A contest reward, written on the prompt: "Just write something comfy for yourself." I don't think the winner quite understood what he was getting into.

First discovered in the year DCIV of Her Majesty's solitary reign, the inscriptions are a set of square tablets, two nails tall, their sides measuring a leg and a quarter, of an unknown substance. They are currently located behind protective casings, to ensure no damage may come to the observers. They are bereft of markings on one side, which has led some to speculate they may have been originally affixed to a wall, or the interior or exterior of some other construction.

They tell of Fire, Heaven, and a timeless land beyond the sea, yet their true meaning still eludes all of ponykind, from its youngest citizen to its ancient ruler. For they are, perhaps, even more ancient than she.

These are their contents, as they are understood, and the story of the pony tasked with spreading that knowledge to the world.

An entry into the 2nd A Thousand Words contest, under the "Experimental" category.

Prereading and cover art courtesy of Reviewfilly.

Spike falls through a void that opens at his feet; none of the girls care that he is falling through the world.

And he'll have peace once he has fallen to the bottom of the abyss.

Sometimes, fiction matters.

Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!

After seeing the destiny of the son he is to have with Rarity, Blueblood tries to change the future for the better.

On EQD Jan. 10, 2014.

One morning, Celestia starts her day by hurling herself out a window. Her day goes downhill from there.