This story is really a collection of stories. It began out of boredom as a writing exercise and now I just can't stop. I have really fallen in love with some of the origin stories to the point where I wish I could just go ahead and write entire histories for them, but in the end I realize these OC's belong to others and it is their sacred duty to develop their own adventures. Please feel free to follow me on Reddit under my monicker /u/AnotherSmegHead.

I want to dedicate this Tome to Felyx. Be he living or dead, I cannot say, but the fandom owes him a great debt. About $17,000 total. Few people risk standing up to do the right thing or even doing so quietly, but he did and together we started the fire that burned across /mlp/ and took the guilty parties in to its flames of justice. He is a good soul, but he is in a dark place I cannot follow somewhere in Canada. Please pray for him if you can spare a moment or suspend your disbelief.

If you cannot do either, then what are you doing here? This is a journey in to imagination that you are about to partake in. Sometimes what is imagined is not of our own making and sometimes it may be more real to us than the things in life that seem real to the senses. Read on and live on for the coming of the promised future is upon us all!