Written for the 2024 wonderbolts site-wide contest

A story of loss, of love, of betrayal? Who knows?
History is vague and unforgiving.

Rainbow dash and Twilight dwell over ancient manuscripts trying to uncover the secrets of Princess Celestia's favorite Wonderbolt maneuver.

Ponyville's verry own baloonest
No! not that one, aviation balloons not party balloons.

Chery berry considers flight for earthponys beyond just the balloon.

This story is a sequel to The Legend of Zelda: Wielders of Harmony

At long last!
With the author's permission, I have begun a Continuation of My Little Epona's The Legend of Zelda: Wielders of Harmony.

Epona awakens from a deep slumber. With barely an explanation, she is plunged into the continuation of a crazy adventure in which she must save her newfound Friends, Equestria, and beyond.

Proofreading by (Although the author is often slow in implementing),
Well Geboren
New Chapter every Two Weeks

This story is a sequel to The Sweetest Smell

"Hold on…

Something wasn't right.

Cé Tusa
Cé Tusa
Cé Tusa

 Every other manuscript contained the same title.

Cé Tusa"

What is the meaning of Cé Tusa and what does it mean for Twilight?

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A special thanks to my friend Ellenora, who helped me come up with this concept and several of the lines. Also, a thank you to my friend Rewan Demontay who helped greatly by pitching in with edits.

“I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.”

“Dave, who's Dave?”

Again, it blinked.

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"Your Mission Agent Sweetie Drops, should you decide to accept it, is to -"

"“The lunches, the long talks, the benches we sat on, none of that was real!?”

Lyras words stung that day, a piercing pain in my gut, my heart. When was the last time I had gotten to do something real? For the longest time, I had been living a lie, and finally…""

"I crawled my way over the scorched earth panting. The sun hadn't gone down in moons, what I would give to see the moon."

“Take joy in knowing you do not know 

the future 

salad 

what will happen next, 

salad

as your fate is not tied to one end

salad”

"The artist knew her work well.
Every note was perfectly placed, and for the piece being played not a single technical mistake existed…but there was no feeling to it, no artist's fire."

" It had seemed a great idea at first, to send a hoof full of Equestria's most curious ponies into deep space and see what happens."

It wasn't a good idea and now...

"The only semblance of company left was memory and the echo of her strings."

Somepony finds herself alone in the woods, with no idea of who or really what she is. Is she in danger, or is she the danger?