New spells are fun, and Twilight loves practicing them. An ill-timed sneeze has made her latest spell go a bit out of control, though, and now she's stuck as a tiny kitten, trying to deal with a pony-sized world.
After a wonderful morning pranking dragons, an old friend beckons Philomena home once again. Desperate to escape, she finds herself in flying into a warzone. A warzone where a being from myth and legend just took the field…
Perhaps there's more to immortality than we first thought. Perhaps it's not about living forever, but merely escaping Death's icy cold hooves. And by staying one step ahead of him at all times.
Never, EVER ask Rarity to make a Nightmare Night costume. Or deal with the ones which come to her door. Or... anything, really, because the greatest horror of the holiday is currently giving out treats at the Boutique...
Armed with swords, spells, snacks, and a bag of dice, five heroes test their mettle against brigands, monsters, and a necromancer's undead army in the saga of gaming night in Ponyville.
She looked just like Princess Celestia, except marred and broken. Her ceremonial barding had rusted slightly. Black streaks ran through her mane. Worst was the scar across her chest. The tarnished Celestia smiled at Luna. "H-hello, monster."