The Oldest and Strongest Emotion is Fear
-Lovecraft

The town is engulfed in fog. A pony sits in his cabin, fearful of what lurks outside. It wants inside, and it scratches at his door.

I was looking forward to the school tour for a really long time! We were going to the beach, and I love the beach. I love the bus trip as well, singing and talking with my friends. But then we drove into a tunnel. I've never really liked tunnels, but it's always been fine because my friends were there. We always try to hold our breath the whole way through the tunnel, which is a lot of fun.

Today, we couldn't hold our breath the whole way through, because the bus never came out of the tunnel.

Set in the Ponies After People universe, inspired by Starscribe's The Last Pony on Earth.

The rays consume my body as I scream out, yet I feel no pain from the power of the crystal heart. No, the only pain I feel is from the memories that pass through my mind, the memories of my life.

Reading by Forgotten Dream

Fanfic Reading by Eighth Flame

Inspiration

This story is a sequel to Horn And Wings

Cromach is a griffon soldier who, as many young ones do, suffers from being too smart for his own good. He coasts through life until the point when he breaks one of the fundamental rules of Griffon Imperial Legion and gets punished for it. Unfortunately for him, the punishment for said transgression is death. His only choice now is whether his is going to be slow and torturous or quick and painless.

Too dark? Well, it's not that bad. According to books and movies it is possible to survive in the desert and return to normal life, right?

Too bad none of that matters because this story isn't his.

Twilight Sparkle has led a good life. She's become a princess, been on lots of adventures, made a lot of friends, and read a lot of books. A pity the books don't love her nearly as much as Twilight loves them, or she might not have been killed by one. But it's alright, this skeleton fellow talking to her seems nice.

Twilight Sparkle has led a good life.

Her death may be even better.

At least she has books.

A crossover with the Discworld series.

Pre-read by RTStephens, The Albinocorn, and FanOfMostEverything

“What’s it going to be, Princess?” Tirek asked, amused. In that moment, time seemed to slow down and Twilight experienced an inner struggle fiercer than her battle from moments before. Had Princess Luna once experienced this very thing, herself?

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Earth Ponies controlled the Ground. Pegasi, the Sky. Unicorns, the Aether.
And things generally worked out for a few thousand years.

And then there was the Sea.

And now there's just me.

An entry for Bicyclette's 1000 words contest (group / info) in the "Angst" category.

It's been 5 years since the The War. This is the first historical account of it, including eyewitness accounts from both sides of the war.

9 years ago humanity returned from it's self-imposed exile and started what became known as The Human War. That war changed the face of Equesteria forever. Now, after 5 years of tentative peace, it is time to tell the story of what the war was and why it was fought.

My first fic. Go nuts with criticism cause most likely the only one I ever write, unless I get another idea stuck in my head and it refuses to leave without writing it. It also lacks definite "main character". After The War parts just to show glimpses of post-war life, they are not suppose to connect to main chapters anyway, apart from the first one.

Also, in case you wonder that someone is commented on being dead in After The War parts but is not mentioned in main fic, well, history books tent to focus on major actions. They don't name every single dead soldier and usually jsut mention major battles, leaving smaller skirmishes out.

Baking cakes, selling cakes, baking more cakes—it's all in a normal day's work for Pinkie Pie when the Cakes take the day off and leave her in charge of Sugarcube Corner. All she wants now is to prove that she's capable of handling anything life throws her way.

Just so long as life doesn't ask her to go upstairs.

Thanks to TGM, Rainedash, Kamikakushi, and Dubs Rewatcher for delving into the dark to preread this for me.

Gilda only wanted the humble things in life. Cheap rent, copious bits, the respect of her peers, the occasional juicy field-mouse.

Being captured by the Equestrians and dragooned into the Territorials wasn't quite what she'd dreamed of, but at least the rent was free.

And the rats were nice and plump.