Fluttershy's life is changing, and she can't stop that change. But perhaps she can decide what it means.

Thanks to RazedRainbow for pre-reading, and to Monochromatic for the idea. Whether you wants it to be true or not, technically I wouldn't have had this form of the story without you!

Celestia and Luna have lived long and suffered greatly. Luna, still insecure in her newfound grace, is anxious to secure herself against any further suffering. She sees in Twilight Sparkle (and in many others) the roots of ten thousand tragedies. Celestia proposes a wager.

A very loose retelling of the Book of Job.

"Poets," a wise pony once said, "have been curiously silent on the subject of cheese." Likewise, the historians have been curiously silent on the heroism of mechanics.

This is the story of just one of those brave mares, out among the stars. Her name is Silver Spanner, and she just wants to get home.

This story is a sequel to Memento Mori

I have seen the mare who does not sleep.

Shall I tell you about her?

(Written originally for the Writeoff Association. The Prompt was "Forbidden Knowledge".)

Being an alicorn is wonderful... except when it isn't. There are plenty of things that put a damper on limitless vistas of possibility afforded by such a long life: Court, mortal needs and expectations, the occasional decade of ennui.

And the dreams, of course. Agelessness comes with its own special kind of dreaming. Celestia finds that her own "Inner Court" is a bit too literal, and it--and she--are troubled at the prospect of a near-immortal Twilight Sparkle.

If only she could articulate exactly why that was.

art by spectralunicorn

Part of the Monophysite Quartet, which also includes Celestia Isn't Real, Have You Considered My Servant, Twilight?, and The Esoteric Rites of Darkness. All four stories have a common origin point in an old story idea I called "Monophysite" and touch on who or what Celestia really is in some way. They are otherwise unrelated.

Celestia ponders an anonymous gift, and what she will do with it.

To not act is still to act.

You can't go home again. That's what they say--and Sunset Shimmer happens to agree. You can't go home again. You really, really can't.

Coverart: bakki

Many have opposed Celestia and all of them have fallen, one way or another. Some she has slain. Others she redeemed. Her servants and friends have done great deeds in her name and her fame has spread throughout all of creation. She is the Sun in all of its glory.

And yet she finds that she cannot get a single child to believe she is even real.

Part of the Monophysite Quartet.
Ageless, Or Celestia Plays Dice With the Universe, Have You Considered My Servant, Twilight?, and The Esoteric Rites of Darkness (NSFW), all coming from a single story idea called "Monophysite" and exploring some perception/idea/theory about who or what Celestia is and how that effects her friends and loved ones.

Twilight has learned that ponies can change a lot in only a year or two.

And she's okay with that. Maybe.

My name is Midnight Aria, and I was never supposed to be here.

I joined the Rangers for adventure. I wanted to drive timberwolves away from frontier villages and soar over uncharted forests. I wanted to rescue little lost foals in snowdrifts and be a hero. I didn't want to be a guard or a soldier.

And now I'm chest deep in a war and I know for absolute certain that we are all going to die.

Art by the talented Backlash91