We have all lost something or someone special in our lives. Some move on faster than others, and some never move on, as their life comes to a stand still. Could you smile at such loss, and continue smiling through your life, knowing that the special someone was gone forever?

First attempt at sad fic.

Inspired by cover pic.

Also inspired by the song 'The Crow and The Butterfly' by Shinedown.

Legend tells of an ancient race
That hides in shadows with changing face
Stealing ponies who wander away
Until revealed by light of day

For Applejack and Rainbow, life is busy. Rainbow is busting her flank in the Wonderbolts Reserves, and Applejack is working hard on the farm. Caught up in their busy world, Applejack gets upset that her partner forgot something. When she goes to confront her however, she finds she forgot something too...

Story inspired by this beautiful picture by Tsitra360

When Sweetie Belle is out of town, the remaining two Crusaders are left with nothing to do besides hanging out with their favourite adult ponies. Unfortunately, all Rainbow and Applejack want is to be alone together.
They're not above being manipulative to get what they want, however, and they figure that getting the young pair to engage in a few friendly competitions will be good for them, too.

My entry for the third AppleDash group competition. As such, it will contain Appledash. You have been warned.

EDIT: now with less Ah-ing. Fare thee well, butchered southern accent. You shall be missed.

Distance can drive us apart. It can also bring us closer together.

After all is said and done, and the ponies have gone their separate ways, the only way they have to keep in touch is through letters.

Original Equestria Daily post is here
Russian translation
Chinese translation
Polish translation
Spanish translation

Now with music and audiobook

Celestia once warned Twilight Sparkle to beware of love, because love is the cruelest teacher. Love would unmercifully remind her that immortality comes with a price.
Twilight visits Applejack in the hospital one last time. It's time to say goodbye, and to pay the price.

If you haven't already, watch the episode 'Magic Duel' before reading this fic. Thanks for reading!

Wow. Someone did a dramatic reading of this. That's pretty cool.

Pre-readers: Telepony, Bootsy Slickmane, Drakkith, electreXcessive

On one starry night Princess Luna stares at the stars in her beautiful sky. She had suffered what most ponies can never dream of. Banishment, pain, sorrow, hate, anger, all those emotions all at once.

Princess Luna is still not treated as Celestia, no, she is still feared, still hated, and still ignored. But Luna can only just stare at the skies and wish for someone like her.

Who knew Applejack would be the one?

Applejack has been thinking long and hard about Twilight. It's gotten to the point that she feels there could be something more to her thoughts. Eventually, she tries her luck and asks her out.

What she wasn't prepared for, however, was the whirlwind of events that would take place afterwards. Both for better and for worse.

She’s the loyalest of friends and most dependable of ponies; how could anypony not fall in love with Applejack? In fact, so much of the town has found themselves under her seductive spell, they’ve formed a secret society to help each other cope with their unbridled lust. Operating in seclusion, this group has been an unseen staple of Ponyville. Surely, though, nothing good can come of the mare herself discovering the existence of Applejack Anonymous.

Cover pic by the inimitable Mr. Snowpony.

A few months after the events of Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000, Applejack decides to officially integrate the others into her family with an Apple tradition: a long night of cider drinking.

The next morning Applejack wakes up...in Twilight's bed...with a gold band on her hoof...and a legally binding document on the bedside table...

Cover art by ThePristineEye

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Check out the live reading!

And check out About Last Night: A Deleted Scene, by EquesTRON.