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Twilight's life has changed a bit over the years. She used to worry about it, but more often these days, she finds herself celebrating it.

The story was written for FanOfMostEverything's Imposing Sovereigns contest for the Twilight portion of the Partiers group. Happy squeaks of thanks to The Masked Ferret for spontaneously volunteering to edit and to Miss Cats for the cover image.

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Interesting. Very interesting. I feel like this is the sort of story you'd write had the show not been renewed after Season 6, a celebration of Twilight's life continuing even if we never got to see more of it.

All the more interesting is life through Twilight's eyes. What manner of creature is an alicorn of captial-F Friendship? How does she sense the world around her? What gets her through the day? What does her nebulous domain entail in its upkeep? You answered questions I never thought to ask, and that's definitely something worth celebrating. Thank you for this, and best of luck in the contest.

That...was beautiful! A sweet airy slice of I'm-not-sure-what, like a meringue.

Lotta skill in making meringues.

That is a very good description of it.

Obligatory musical reference GO!

I reviewed this story as part of Read It Now Reviews #105.

My review can be found here.

This one feels weird to me, like...the sort of weird you get when a smile is just a little too wide. Like Twilight is trying too hard to be in Party!! mode all the time, and yet in reality is she's gone thin & stretched LOTR style. She says she's happy and it felt superficially so to me, yet...well, it's like she says. She's in an unending party.

And parties are fun. But parties are the sort of light, sugary fun that can't be the only flavor in your diet or you will end up with nutrient deficiency.

So...yea. I come off of this feeling weirdly alarmed. Like I've just witnessed Twilight in her own version of Our Town. Huh.

This was a little weird, and a lot of lovely. Like 8026198 says, there's a hint of Twilight pushing herself too much in there, and the way she seems to be framing everything as "party"... a bit of elemental imbalance there? I like to imagine that it's because she's cycling through the elements, and this is what Laughter looks like when it's channeled through Twilight Sparkle; a Honest or Loyal or Kind Twilight would be different, yet also indubitably Twilight. :pinkiehappy: :twilightsheepish:

And that said, I repeat: this is a lot of lovely. It's sweet but not overly sugary, funny without becoming comedic, and Twi's interaction with Spike and Starlight is great, and something you don't see that much in fics.


Thanks, folks!

When I started working on this last week, my outline was for a much darker and brittler story than what I ended up with, something more along the lines of what Morning Sun talks about--the last paragraph was going to be "I'll rest when I'm dead. And y'know what? That's never going to happen." But when I actually started writing, the tone of the first few paragraphs came out so much brighter and happier that I decided I'd rather spend my time exploring that.

As for meringue, the first time I tried making it, I didn't read the instructions carefully and poured the sugar into the egg whites all at once. I ended up with something that was more a thin frosting than anything else--still tasty, but not at all what I was after. And as for Robert Earl Keen, I link to a bunch more of his songs in the Author's Note at the end of the story. :twilightsmile:


That was just delightful, especially the beginning with the sun but then all the way through, too.

This was a great story. Truly the end result of a thousand friendship lessons. I am curious about the trixie conversation though. It points to something unresolved. And then the end can be read in a few ways. Contentment is one. The other is that she is cursed to live without sleep, spreading friendship wherever she goes, giving a hint of the unworldly.

I'm kind of partial to "Merry Christmas from the Family"


Thanks, folks!

I think there's still some residual tension left in the story from the original outline I talked about earlier... :twilightblush:


The whole:

Gringo Honeymoon album really just hits it outta the ballpark.


I was almost certain this was going to turn crapsaccharine. Instead, I award this story the Seal of Wholesomeness.

This story made me feel happiness. Thank you.

Author Interviewer

Twilight, are you high

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring, Book I, Chapter 1


Thanks, folks!

The outline for the story was much darker than the version I actually wrote, and I think that helped in some odd way.


Just high on life, steed. High on life! (Please combine :twilightsmile: and :pinkiehappy: to form the appropriate image)


There's definitely some of that in the story, but the title actually comes from a song by Robert Earl Keen that's linked to earlier in these comments while the manic yet hopeful tone comes from a different song by the same singer.


I wouldn’t be surprised if the song was influenced by Tolkien (directly or indirectly), or by common cultural threads! :twilightsmile:

One of the more adorable fics I've read that's not ScootaDash bonding.

I absolutely adore this take on Twilight.

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