This story is a sequel to The Village Called Respite

There is a day those mischievous, playful changelings of Respite hold most important of all. The day Queen Serenitatem set aside to give thanks to the ponies who shared love, and one where love between races so often thrives.

For two fillies, the challenge isn't so much the gifts they know they'll receive from the nymphs they so adore, those terrible twins. It's the fact that no Respite pony worth their tail has ever let their changeling friends get away with giving a gift without receiving one in turn, or sneaking a peek to make sure they offer something just that much more in value. Especially since one has every intention to make this day the start of a wonderful relationship between herself and the beautiful nymph who makes her chest fill with fluff and butterflies.

Artwork by the one and only Rossby Waves.

There is a hidden village deep within the untamed forest surrounding Neighagara Falls. Should one ever journey to this village, those who live there will welcome them for a simple price: love.

When the village accepts a new family from Cloudsdale, a not-quite-altruistic pair of changeling siblings offer a young filly friendship and a chance to find her place in the strange village she hopes to call home.

New cover art done by Arcticwaters.

It all started with a simple question: What if? What if Luna had ponies who noticed the beautiful nights she created. Would she have turned into Nightmare Moon? Would she and Celestia rule together for a thousand years? Would Twilight meet the rest of the bearers of the elements and become friends with them? Now, with the help of a new magic spell that she created, Twilight is going to find out!

Welcome to the Lunar Republic!

Featured 4/9/15

Warning: The following story contains M/M shipping. If you don't like it, you know where the exit button is.

Also the picture is a real painting that I did several months ago.

On the way home from a stressful day for dinner on a rainy night, Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis were riding in a cab when suddenly as they were passing the poorer part of Canterlot, someone threw a painting out of frustration into a garbage can below. Curious, the unicorn got out of the cab and pulled it out of the rain to find an painting done with impressive skill. As time goes by, his curiosity about the artist who paint it lead him to a stallion down on both himself and his luck by the name of Acrylic Brush.

A huge thank you to Isk for helping me proofread this story. And to Milo Chalks for finishing the last remaining chapters.