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MrAlbum321


I write MLP: FiM fan fiction in my spare time, which is approx. once a month due to my current schedule. I don't put out much, but what I do put out hopefully will be good, if not now then later.

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Dustbowl wants to live a quiet life. However, he became an alicorn at an early age, and the pressure to be as good or better than the other alicorns in Equestria was too much for him. When your talent is cleaning up stuff, being told that you needed to tame a manticore is a bit of a tall order. Thus, he has to hide his secret from the world, or face the consequences of his nature.

One day, his life changes forever.

For this contest: The Most Dangerous Game Contest.

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Untitled Journal Entry
With the Fire We test the gold, and with the gold we test our servants.

A wise man said that, once. A long time ago. Something Lyra mentioned.... But that is beside the point.

Well, here I am, after what feels like both an eternity and the flicker of a fraction of a second. I am now tasked with writing down my new friends' exploits long after the events have begun to sink into everyone's collective comprehension. While I have already left a detailed, emotion-shorn and lifeless historical record to the Royal Canterlot Library, I know how much can be missed from reading those dusty old tomes. For example: What about the motivations of the actors at play? What drove them to do what they did? Why are they who they are, and are they who they truly claim to be? So much of this is lost amid the desire to perfectly preserve the facts above the souls.

This is an attempt to change that.

When is the page the fount of life?
When is the fount the words of strife?
When are the words the curses of old?
When are the curses the tale to be told?
When is the tale the mark of fate?
When is the mark the signs of late?
When are the signs the prophecies bare?
When are the prophecies the truth to be shared?
When is the truth the path we must seek?
When is the path the steps for the meek?
When are the meek the leaders of war?
When are the leaders the good no more?
When is the good the source of pain?
When is the source the ending refrains?
When are the refrains the lines on the page?
When are the lines the monster's cage?
When is the monster the core of us all?
When is the core the reflections small?
When are the reflections shown to the world?
When are the shown the reality unfurled?
When is the reality the author's domain?
When is the author the parrot's refrain?
When is the parrot the harbinger now?
When is the harbinger the page's brow?

-Pantrostic

*Author's Note* Not Worthy has been incredibly gracious enough to help edit this work as I create it. Without his input, the story would be far more groan-worthy than you could imagine. I hope you enjoy it!

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Legend says that the three tribes of ponies, the Unicorns, Pegasi and Earth Ponies, left their old homeland for a new one when a powerful winter storm drove them to immigrate. But what about the ones that were left behind? Follow Aqaun's journey among the icy plains of Aimmini as he survives by his wits and the wisdom of his ancestors. Watch as he uncovers the mysteries of where his ancestors went, and track his quest to find the ones who took everything he loved away from him.

Some notes: Although I am part Inupiaq (I even grew up in Barrow, Alaska) I am not a fluent speaker of the native language. So if any linguistic-savvy bronies notice any mistakes in grammar/syntax/etc related to the few phrases and words I throw in to maintain the flavor of the story, please point them out and I'll work on either fixing them, replacing them or removing them. And if you can decode what the various phrases and words mean, then *fistbump* ^_^
Also, this will be slow in updating. In between Ten Years Later (yes, I'm still writing that one :P) and school and landing an internship for the summer, I'll be busy ^_^

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It has been ten years since Twilight Sparkle first came to Ponyville. Things have been more or less the same... but not for long.

A stranger, an alicorn like the Princesses, drifts into town. Then something happens.... Blank flanks and old ghosts of the past come to light. Many die, and many live. And a prophecy will be revealed... one that could spell the doom of everyone, not just Equestria.

Cover art by OrcaCookie:

http://orcacookie.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=24#/d4e9zo4

NOTE: Story not yet finished; romance will come later in the story. I put this in those categories as a pre-emptive move. Also, it was hard to pick only ten characters, because this fic will be akin to a sprawling epic that involves a LOT of characters. I picked the ones that mattered the most now, but just be aware that there will be more that are central to the story.

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