Nightmare Moon. Discord. Chrysalis. Sombra. We faced them all, together. Always we were together. Yet in one heart-stopping moment, I almost lost everything. They don't know how close it was, but I do. I alone know what almost happened. The truth. And the truth about the truth? It keeps me up at night.

And it terrifies me beyond anything else this world can offer.

But at least I have my friends to make it all feel better.

This story takes place directly after the events of "Wonderbolts Academy." First-person from Rainbow Dash's perspective.

Sister story to Scattered Dust. Not a required read to understand this, the stories will intertwine but are both stand-alones.

Featured on Equestria Daily, 1/7/2013!

Surgeon General's Warning: Here be feels. You have been warned.

Thanks to Carpe Diem for pre-reading!

Love doesn't always last forever. And sometimes it can crumble so spectacularly that you never want to see or speak to the other person again.

Celestia was perfectly content with that. But when Twilight Sparkle suddenly appears at the palace in Canterlot, after a century of silence, she has no choice but to talk to her.

Politely, of course. Always politely.

*Credit and many thanks go to littlerobotbird for the concept and editing of the cover art. As near as I can tell, the original picture is Jykinturah's work, but the source post seems to be gone.*

A haiku about alicorn Twilight mourning her friends and Princess Luna confessing her love for the purple mare.

[Complete!] When Rainbow Dash crashes into the library one too many times, Twilight ends up becoming her coach for the upcoming Best Young Flier Competition. But Rainbow Dash wants more, and relationships are never as perfect as they seem.

The story of Chrysalis, starting with her upbringing by the land's rulers and onwards. Her fall, her attack, and perhaps a few stories unknown to most.

I don't believe it. I can't believe it. It shouldn't be possible. A lifetime of common sense tells me that. And yet, they say it is so.

I don't know how they found me. Hell, I don't know why they CHOSE me. ME. Of all people. To be given an opportunity like this? It's almost too good to be true. Men would kill to take my place.

They're taking me somewhere. The car is still running. I have a blindfold on; I can't see anything. Suddenly, the engine rumbles to a halt. We have arrived.

It begins.