This story is a sequel to The Tale of The Lost Narrator

You’ve heard the tale of a beloved lost and a mare forever searching and now you’ve met with a terrible fate. Don't worry though, Beloved's found you and it's her turn to tell you a story while she guides you from this life to the next.

The dramatic reading can be found here!

Cover art provided by Cole Petty

Special thanks goes to Magpiepony for helping with prereading and editing.

Make sure to check out the Sequel to this story: Stained Memories

There is a story that has been passed down from generation to generation. An old pony tale about a gruesome story-teller that was used to scare foals into listening to their parents.
What if I told you the story of The Lost Narrator was actually true?

A little Halloween special for you all here on FimFiction.

Dramatic Reading can be found here!

Cover artwork provided by LiiflessWolf

Special Thanks to Magpiepony, GutiuSerenade, and Obabscribbler for helping with prereading and editing.

Make sure to check out the sequel to this story: A Beloved's Curse

She comes to me at night, sometimes, just when I think I may have fallen asleep. I've never known why or how, but in time, I stopped questioning her for the things we share. Call it an unspoken understanding that we have. A symbiosis. A silent accord, there in the dark, and I didn't press for any more. On one such lonely night, however, I get a little bit bolder.

Preread by DragonShadow
Now with a reading on YouTube by the illustrious Illya Leonov.

When the deposed king of the Diamond Dogs is brought before the court of Celestia, the story he tells is far too much to believe. For if it is true, the Equestrians' conquest of his nation has been a terrible mistake.

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Audiobook by Illya Leonov.
Proofread by GaryOak.
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Applebloom has had a room of her very own for over a year now, and she no longer has scary dreams when she's all alone in the dead of night. But something has come back to visit her, and this time she's old enough to know two things: it's not her friend, and it's not imaginary.

A very short and moody story about one of the many things grown-ups forget.