Starlight Glimmer had a painful fall, but she is more than determined to finish what she started. The message of Equality needs to spread across Equestria, and she knows just the mares who can help her...no matter how many years it takes.

But she soon finds out that raising six fillies that still represent the Elements of Harmony is easier said than done.

'Sweetie Belle, you've been acting strange all week. I'm worried about you.'

'Don't be. I'm brand new.'

Sequel: The Changing of Sweet Apple Acres

(This story is set in Season 3)

The product of hours of lurking around DeviantArt.

Link to the beautiful yet oddly disturbing cover art by montag451: https://batjorge.deviantart.com/art/Arcimboldo-XLIII-738870312

Equestria's first, and last, serial killer recounts his tale and explains his simple reasoning. After all, asking questions is how we learn.

Author's Note:
A short and twisted tale of vile deeds that I wrote in a hour.
I fully expect to get swamped with downvotes. But hey, I expected most of my stories to get swamped in downvotes, so who knows?

I have a problem.

I don't want to have a problem anymore.

I want to look in the mirror without hating my outsides. Maybe then I can love myself.

But how do I balance motivation and starvation?

Everypony wants to meet their soulmate. What sort of pony would I be if I took that away from them? After all. True love only strikes once in a lifetime.

Edited and Cover Art by anonpencil

Rosewill had a hunch that her husband was a changeling.

Her hunches are never wrong.

Melody Breeze sent a letter, hoping for a reply. Needing one. Letters have to go somewhere. Sometimes, a different letter comes back. Even if it's not quite what was expected.

Inspired entirely by the excellent (and significantly better) Just Reply, written by the equally excellent (and significantly better) Flutterpriest.

Edited by nobody, as is tradition.

I'm another face in the crowd. Please. Somepony. Say something. Tell me I'm good. Tell me I'm not stuck in the background. Tell me I matter.

My name is Melody Breeze and I just want somepony to tell me it's be going to be alright.

Edited by Crystal Wishes

When Twilight Sparkle's life grew more full of accolades, it grew more full of demands. First, she became Twilight Sparkle, the element of Magic; then she became Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship. Then the savior of two universes, then the rejuvenator of the Tree of Harmony, then owner of the Castle of Friendship. The Redeemer of Starlight Glimmer, the aunt of the world's most powerful alicorn, the headmistress of the School of Friendship. So it went.

And at the end of it all, she realized that Twilight Sparkle didn't really exist anymore - all that was left of her was a series of titles, awards and obligations, and the pony that held it all together was little more than a puppet to the demands of the world around her.

And when she understood that Twilight Sparkle was as good as gone, a second option opened itself up to her: if she could unfetter herself from the glory she had worked all her life to obtain, would Twilight Sparkle exist again - not as a name attached to a role, but a pony with her own hopes, dreams and desires?

And if she did, what would come next?

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A brief story about time, reality, pseudophilosophy, self-actualization and surprisingly tasty desserts.

Cover art by KzKsM.

Part of the Re- 'Verse.

Thanks to Wanderer D, Flashgen and Door Belle for their help proofreading, editing and offering advice.

And, more than anything else, my immense thanks to GaPJaxie for inspiring, reviewing and talking to me about this story. Without him, it literally would not exist.

Hope is the faith of the young. Losing everything she holds dear, Puppysmiles embarks on the adventure of her life to find her mother, her hopes of meeting her again driving her through the horrors of a world not of her making. Too bad the Wastelands doesn't care about hope.