The following letters and articles have come from the Everfree Hive archives. Dating back a couple of decades ago and stored by Queen Twilight Sparkle in the purpose of preserving the history of both her own and previous changeling history. Viewer discretion may be advised as some letters, whilst been omitted of some detail, still contain content that may upset some changelings.
This collection of letters are incredibly rare, and this book has been made with the Queen’s permission in the event the letters are lost. Dated from between 2 S.E and 41 S.E, this collection of letters, though missing many letters, has been compiled by Princess Nata under the consent of both Queens.
It’s been a while since I wrote, let alone spoke to you. Celestia recommended I continue contact with you and Father.
There are so many things on my mind right now, but I must clarify something. No matter my heritage, you’ll always be my parents, both of you.
Personally, it’s hard for me to see you as anything other than my parents. You did raise me after all.
In other news, I’m not sure if you heard, but a group of changelings came fourth the other day before the Summer Sun Celebration. We’re planning to move back to the Everfree to rebuild the hive.
Reply once you can,
Twilight Sparkle.
June 22nd, 2 S.E.
Twilight,
Hopefully, this letter gets to you well.
How have things been with your travels to the hive? Have you left yet? Your father is absolutely livid knowing you’re going into the dreadful forest. I think he’s calmed down enough. I gave him a cup of tea before he went to his telescope again. He’s been a bit quieter lately.
Shinning hasn’t visited in a while, has he talked to you at all before you left?
Velvet.
June 23rd, 2 S.E.
Mother,
Shinny, he’s not right. He found the hive and barged in, threatening to kill me. Have you seen him lately? What could have caused this?
Write back as soon as you can.
Twilight.
June 24th, 2 S.E
Twilight,
HE DID WHAT?! That’s it, I’m packing my bags tomorrow and coming over this instant. I don’t care if you turn me away, I’m giving your brother a through reprimanding.
Your father is coming too.
Velvet.
June 24th, 2 S.E
Mother,
Please don’t. Celestia already reprimanded him enough. It’s fine now.
A major misunderstanding. I should have told him about it earlier. That’s my mistake. The hive isn’t up for visitors yet, but we can organise another date.
Twilight.
June 30th, 2 S.E
Twilight,
What’s going on? Your father, he’s been taken by the guards. They came and questioned us about you, asking where you were. They were acting rather strange and your father refused to tell them anything.
Please, please write back.
Velvet.
June 30th, 2 S.E
Mrs Velvet Twilight,
Your husband, Mr Night Light, will be released from custody. The Canterlot Royal Guard apologises for the possible grief over our clerical mistake.
On the date of August first, in the second year of the Solarian Era, Queen Chrysalis, the former ruler of the Xenica changelings and current ruler of the Everfree hive is trialled again for her crimes against ponykind.
Princess Celestia walks in, accompanied by Princess Luna and Princess Cadance. They sit on their thrones.
Queen Twilight Sparkle shuffles her papers, her client, Queen Chrysalis sitting beside her.
“All rise in honour.” One of the guards announce. The crowd stands, bowing before sitting back down.
“Queen Chrysalis, we’re here today to negotiate your previous punishment,” Celestia says first.
The jury is seated.
“Whilst we have no power among changelings and therefore cannot trial you for those crimes, you have still committed acts against ponykind. Cadance, please list the defendant’s crimes.”
Princess Cadance unfurls a scroll before speaking. “Queen Chrysalis, you are accused of treason against the crown, attacking a foreign country and endangering Equestrian citizens. How do you plead?”
Queen Twilight and Queen Chrysalis share a look, the lavender one shaking her head. “Guilty as charged.”
The gathered crowd starts muttering, sharing confused glances.
“Guilty?” Cadance says, seemingly trying to elaborate.
Chrysalis nods. “We all know what I did that day. I do believe I shouldn’t elaborate. It is, after all, common knowledge.”
Twilight rises, shuffling her papers again before clearing her throat. “I’d like to say that my client, though guilty does not deserve a harsh punishment. You’ll see in these pamphlets that I have made that, although evil, she has in fact been redeemed!” She handed out papers among the jury with her magic.
The jury flicked through the pamphlets before setting them aside.
“I have personally seen to Chrysalis’s redemption and have monitored everything.” The lavender changeling pulled forth a chart, pointing towards it. “As you can see with my wonderfully illustrated graph, her good levels have in fact been on the incline whilst her evil is on the decline.
“I have concluded that this is in fact due to her continued friendship with me. Does that make me bais, you may ask. In fact, it does not. For she has written in this confession about her crimes!” Twilight withdrew another small stack of paper, placing it in front of the jury.
The jury share glances, an elderly earth pony adjusting his glasses before speaking. “The jury will now discuss.”
The jury left.
The jury returned, the elderly earth pony stepping forward. He cleared his throat.
“After much deliberation, the jury has decided Guilty. Her punishment shall be two hundred hours of community service and personally written apologies to families still mentally, physically and emotionally affected by the attack.”
A sad smile appears on Chrysalis’s muzzle and Queen Twilight Sparkle beamed brightly.
(Transcribed by Honey Ink, changeling scribe.)
Written in the margins are a couple of words. ‘I never knew about this.’
What gives you the right to stand there among the princesses? All your little games may enchant them, but we won’t stand for it. Go back to Tartarus where you belong. Flies like you don’t deserve to be among us. Flies should buck off.
Do you really think we forgive you for everything you’ve done?! You’re all monsters!
August 29th, 2 S.E
Dear Princess Celestia,
Since the announcement of my title and changeling heritage, I’ve gotten an increasing number of terrible letters. They’re downright horrid. I’ve attached one I got earlier today to this letter.
This was much harder than I expected to be. They’re using flies as a derogatory word against us now. Equating us to nothing more than pests.
I just thought I’d write to you about it. I know there’s probably not much you can do in this case. Anyway, see you on the fifth for the summit.
Your faithful friend, Twilight Sparkle.
Written in the margins, hassle scrawled are the following words. ‘I don’t think I should continue you compile these letters, there’s so much missing. There are some things best kept hidden.’
The next few pages are unreadable, either torn out or covered by black ink.
August 25th, 3 S.E
Dear Princess Celestia,
Things in the hive have been wonderful. Things between me and Chrysalis have been somewhat repaired thanks to Nata. Though she isn’t my nymph, it’s still wonderful to care for her.
How have things been in Canterlot?
Twilight Sparkle.
December 1st, 3 S.E
Hello Mother,
Chrissy and I were wondering if you and father could stop by for Hearths Warming Eve. I know I haven’t written in a while.
Things have been rather busy around this time of year. Rainbow Dash sends her regards. She’ll be down in Cloudsdale for the next month or so.
I think it would be wonderful if we could open a book store here. Some of my lings have already picked up some of your novels already. They love what you’ve written and how you’ve written changelings.
Nova told me it was refreshing to know that ponies don’t always see us as monsters.
Anyway, I’ll keep this letter brief. Chrissy and I are going out for dinner tonight.
Twilight.
December 3rd, 3 S.E
Dear Celestia,
There are some important things we need to discuss relating to Twilight. I do believe I have fallen in love.
She tried to propose to me the other night whilst we went out to dine. Is this normal behaviour for her? By Vendalia, it’s strange.
In other news, Nata has started to bite. I think Twilight picked a good name. Things haven’t quite been the same since last year. Since the mirror.
There are no letters on this page. No transcript, no articles. It’s hoofwritten and there are a few ink blots on the page. Nothing but a small entry.
I’m going to stop doing this. It doesn’t seem right. I’ve discovered something I shouldn’t have.
I can’t write it down here, not at all. If anyone finds this half-finished manuscript I’m sorry. Changeling secrets are hard to keep, harder if they’re centuries old. My mothers wouldn’t be happy to know I wrote this down. I did it without permission.
I thought that if I knew what happened those years ago before I was even born, I’d understand why they are like they are now. Why they’re so protective of me. I knew nothing of Odonata, let alone the previous queens. Mothers never told me.
I know something they don’t.
I’m leaving tomorrow as I write this. I’m leaving to figure out our history.