I am eternal, and death is my steadfast companion. The passing of each generation of my little ponies weighs on me; every one of them is a fleeting, irreplaceable treasure, a snowflake dancing 'round a fire. I want to save all of them; I have the ability to save a few. I have saved none.

Scootaloo is a filly who's had a lot of ups and downs in her life, especially for somepony so young. She knows the meaning behind a lot of words regarding emotion, because she's felt them - deep down. Loneliness, confusion, wonder and happiness. And so, for once, an assignment won't feel so much like actual work, even if she has to do it over the holiday...

this is a fanfic for Thanksgiving yo, but srsly guise where's teh fluff-n-feelz tag

Hey there. Name's Discord. I'm the janitor at a high school. I clean up after bratty teenagers and the odd drama queen or two that turns into a demon and wrecks up the school. Ain't my job grand?

Birthday gift to my bro Skeeter The Lurker, a really rad dude everyone should check out!

Awesome art from the greatly talented ManiacPaint, who you should definitely check out for more good art!

The Zebra civilization was never the richest in Equestria. They made do with what they had and stuck together like one big family. But even with a strong community, the lack of natural resources and food hit the species hard, to the point of near extinction.

Then a special zebra was born with a gift. A gift that she was destined with... a gift that could bring new life to her people.

Special thanks to Bad_Seed_72, Mr101, Skeeter the Lurker, Albinocorn, The Abyss, and Pearple Prose for their help in editing the fic, as well as the first three for their encouragement of the fic in general. You guys are amazing.

The rain poured down the cold grey sky, the little droplets of blue and white fell down onto the muddy brown and grass coloured ground below, a lone figure stood on the horizon, a lone purple Alicorn, her soft lavender wings where wide open, as if she was protecting something.

The Alicorn was crying, crying for her friends that passed away, all five of them, the small droplets of the rain fell down her lavender coloured coat, her purple eyes blinked, tears where forming.

They all died..all because they turned old, but, she was a forever lived Alicorn, she thought it was great to be a princess....

But..now...she is asking herself...

What is Hope? What is Hope when she has none left?

One friend will show the way......

And it may not be a pony you think It might be..

Discord has been reformed— mostly. Still, Princess Celestia seems to have trouble controlling what appears to be a seething hatred for him whenever nopony else is around.

When the Princess approaches him one day before a royal ball, Discord begins to see the situation a bit better.

When a familiar presence enters the free Crystal Empire, the scattered remains of King Sombra begin to take shape once more...

Sunset Shimmer returns to Equestria only to not receive what she thought she'd
get.

Hello, my name is Philomena Shimmer, daughter of Sunset Shimmer, and personal student of Celestia. I have lead a good life full of friendship and love, and in my small way I have helped our ruler learn what it was like to be a pony again. This is my story, the story of how a small little fire bird fell in love with the sun.

Prequal to: Phoenix Lament

Rarity and Spike do lunch every week. It's purely platonic, of course. Just two friends meeting to chat over a mid-day meal, somehow always shortly after something noteworthy has happened around town...

...Odd how that works.

(On indefinite hiatus. Sorry, guys.)

My mini-series. Hoping to explore new episodes from the perspective of Spike and Rarity. Friendshippy. Or romance-shippy, if you've got shipping goggles on a bit tighter. A mix of humor or drama, depending on what each new episode calls for. Unrelated to my other fics. May have occasional appearances by other characters.