A great disaster has covered the world in snow and hidden the lights of the kingdom which used to glow in the west. In the days after the disaster, Facet struggles across the changed world to bring a group of foals to safety.

* Now with a reading by Shadow of Cygnus!

My name's Frog. It's a strange name, I admit. It had a lot to do with my choice of profession, but that's not really what this story is about, although it's at the heart of it. This story here is about how I started being a blues man, and how I stopped being a blues man.

Y'see, years back, I made the biggest mistake of my life, and everything followed on from there.

Rainbow Dash gets killed by some jerk in a storm cloud. It's not the best way to start an evening, and things only get more annoying from there. Turns out, that jerk and his pack of hunters want Dash as their prey. It's kind of a bummer. But she's got other ideas, and anyway, what's the worst they can do to her?

Equestria is in the east. Safety and help are in the east. Dragging his grievously injured friend through enemy territory, Lancet just has to keep going toward the sun and he'll get them both out.

Where did griffons come from? Here is the tale passed down from hen to chick since the earliest days of the world, when Mother Hen hatched us all.

(FYI, Fimfic doesn't have suitable tags for creation stories, so the tags don't exactly represent the story.)

In a time long ago, a colt mistakenly found his way into the land of faerie. Faeries are wicked and cruel, and would keep him forever, if they could. They set three challenges before him, with his freedom as the prize.

Two hundred years after a war that broke the world, a squad of soldiers travels across a blasted and hostile land on a mission for the future of Equestria. But they encounter a new kind of foe in the Wasteland that could endanger that very future.

Won tenth place in the More Most Dangerous Game Contest. Cover image courtesy of Carnifex.

The earth had belonged to the People since time immemorial, until the ponies came to push them out. For centuries, they have hidden in the forest and the hills, slowly losing ground to their enemies.

But now the gods have chosen two young warriors.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon seem the best of friends. But friendship is only skin-deep, and beneath that skin, Silver Spoon labors under the demands of duty and responsibility.

Time twists and loops, and it does not always play out again as it did before. In this eddy of time, one rainbow-maned pegasus has been cut out of the loop before she ever existed.