Just something I thought of.

WARNING: Contains depressing content, self-harm, and suicide

The thing about each and every one of us is that despite our imperfections; we have our own skills, talents, and quirks to define our identities from others. Some may have similar traits and talents, but no two persons are alike when it comes to potential, time, and honing of one's abilities. But what if that single talent you always had, that single specialty you thought you always held onto, that single gift that you unlocked yourself with determination and conviction, vanished right before your very eyes? What if you could no longer use it? What if you could’ve used it to save someone you loved but you couldn’t?

It's a story of one day from race called Demicorns, which live in ancient times in Equestria long before modern days and long before two Alicorn sisters emerge and become princess. There a small piece of life young Demicorn named Orum and a choice she made.

Alone, scared, and with a terrible memory fresh at the forefront of her mind Starlight searches for answers in an empty town.

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Fluttershy has never been good at talking. which is unfortunate, because she has some very complicated things to say. Things about her feelings, and her relationships with other ponies and her... gender identity. It's not exactly easy to talk about no matter who you are. But she can do it, because she has to. Maybe it'll get easier to do the more she does it, right?

There is one lesser-known tale of the two sisters from the olden days of Equestria, far back before Nightmare moon. When the two Princesses had used the elements of harmony to banish countless dark entities from their world. about a monster who lived in a stone book, and the poor creature it had corrupted to do it's bidding. Each being was different but all were dealt with by almost the exact same method, the Elements of Harmony. But the Elements didn't always do the same thing to every villain it came across.

Forced to be reborn over and over again with his memories intact, earning redemption has never been more painful.

This story is a sequel to But I Really Do Have Feelings

Shady may be a scaredy-pony, but she is always there for her friends. So when Wind Whistler mysteriously vanishes, Shady tries to find her, even though it terrifies her. When she finds the same shimmering vortex that Wind Whistler was pulled through and is sucked in herself, she ends up in G4. And she is scared, more scared than she has ever been in her life. When she finds Wind Whistler, it turns out that her friend is not always so friendly anymore. Can Shady and her new friends save the day?

You are tired of being left out from your friends popularity so the best thing to do is to stop being friends with them but did you do the right thing?

To enlarge the sphere of virtuous harmony of the benevolent design entrusted to us by Equus; and it is most fervently to be hoped, that the conduct of every member of the order, as well as those publications, that discover the virtues which actuate them, may tend to convince all races that the grand objective of the Minutor Crystallum is to promote virtues among all races.
General Cherry Tree, Writings
Letter to the Grand Forum of the Virtuous and Accepted Minutors for the Commonwealth of Canterlot, Snow Moon 776 Equestrian Era

With the fall of Equus to the Vices, a small consortium of crystal miners banded together to preserve the culture, faith, and knowledge of the fallen empire. Originally, they had a very minor role, as Equus’ lifestyle continued and thrived in the Crystal Empire under the reign of Crystal Hope, and later Queen Amore Cristallo. However, when the Crystal Empire vanished upon the defeat of the Mad King Sombra, the Minutor Crystallum took it upon themselves to seek out old records and keep them safe.

While the Adamantem operated within the political structures of the foundling nations or directed the organization, and the Vicus kept to their archival duties, the Ipsum used the knowledge preserved to find more and learn more, training in the ways of spycraft and strategy to acquire those things valuable to the society of miners.

In the spirit of the Equusese Empire, their society included members from all races; drakes, wyverns and kirins from the east, griffins from the west, and zebrica from the southern savanas, to say nothing of the usual pony races, donkeys and mules that made up a the significant number of small nations between.

In Cloudsdale, a small cell of Ipsum had been assigned the task of infiltrating the Wonderbolts with little success. The closest any had gotten was the reserves, none making the cut for the recruits or elites. In the meantime, they kept to their usual work for the order; gathering intelligence and going on missions to gather historical artifacts…

And then they found a lead on the mother of all artifacts; the relic of the Virtue of Life itself.

Princess Celestia has everything she has ever wanted for a thousand years. Nightmare Moon is gone, Princess Luna has returned to her, so why does Luna remain distant from her? Has Celestia changed in a thousand years?

In the far reaches of Equestria, a young, lonely boy’s wishes are brought to reality by a tool and numerous spirits. However, his wishes and desires are more than what he bargained for.