Friendship Letters

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Set when Cally was within the Canterlot Police Department. A cold breeze set the pace for the soft snowfall onto the streets of south Canterlot, a false silhouette of purity. 'The Cliff' was the nickname of the lower-income part of the city. The soft cloud of innocence that was dimly lit by the moon was the only source of safety within the area of The Cliff. A barely standing few neighborhoods consumed by gangs, drugs, and prostitution. It was just another night in 'Princesses Country' to the...

Papillon had been staying in a hotel for a few weeks now. She always hated hotels. They were always so uncomfortable. The beds were too thin and coarse. The beds themselves were always either too tough or too soft. The pillows were basically decoration. The television didn’t have anything on it- and there was hardly even a way to cook. This was exactly what led to the current situation of the mare sitting alone on an uncomfortable couch, watching a styrofoam cup of noodles. A small timer was sit...

In most times of my life, I've shown to be somewhat of a poetic person. I have a belief that I always seem to stick by. The things you enjoy your life will always be available for you to experience, but will never last forever. As chapters close in on your life, new chapters are opened. A chapter of my life as ended and I'm soon going to be writing the newest the chapter going forward. And with going forward, comes the decision to leave behind what you've been enjoying. I'm leaving the site ...

Six years ago, Carmine lived a very different life from the stagnant half life that he's grown accustomed to in the present day. The day after Carmine turned eighteen he ran away from his sleepy farming village of Haybale and took the first train to Canterlot in order to join the Royal Guard. His recruitment wasn't born through overwhelming obligation to serve beneath the Princess and protect his beloved home, but for the simple promise of a couple thrills. Life on the farm was a drag. When the ...

While the vast majority of Marina’s memories detailing her life before King Sombra’s reign had returned to her over the time she’d spent recovering, there were still bits and pieces that had yet to reemerge; such crucial and vital memories that would bring the mare at least some mitigation regarding, quite literally, who she was as a pony. It was... exhausting, to say the least, and did little to quell the feeling of discontent she held solely towards herself. In fact, Marina herself sometime...

Dear Celestia, for a while I've thought for years that I've been the wrong gender and I only hope to someday become a female, and soon that may happen. I hope you and other ponies accept me for being transgender.

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Hello, everyone! Misty Nights here with a quick message for our community. A recent post was made suggesting that there were rumors circulating about a possible shutdown of the site on September 27th of this year. Due to raising concerns of members of our community, we have decided to address this matter publicly. ...

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Time passed, as it often did, continuing its ceaseless march into oblivion. Spirit followed alongside it, as did the rest of the world. Thoughts of the past few weeks had faded into the background. The name still stuck in her mind, though. Taproot. Grass Roots Apothecary. She finally had a name to who started this. To who… forced this life upon her. Spirit had spent the day in Canterlot, wandering the market district, but never straying too far from a central location. The shop, itself. To think...

In the middle of the hardest of thunderstorms Bok had ever witnessed on this new world’s surface, she had prepared for weeks anticipating the perfect moment to try and bring her destroyed Starship’s system back up, if only for one minute! Only long enough to send one measly signal… Bok’s ship was decorated with long antennae all over the top like a porcupine’s back, and the grass around it was sprinkled with wind turbine structures, she needed all the energy she could harvest, every last watt...

The late summer heat was bearing down, rendering many to seek the shelter of their homes as soon as they could, surrounded by fans, air conditioning, or even pools if they were so lucky. However, being deep in the Everfree did have one good thing going for it. The trees blocked out most of the sunlight, leaving the forest floor cool and calm, albeit a bit damp in some places. Light filtered through the green leaves, allowing small spears of sun to pierce through to the ground. Spirit sucked ...

A dark sky void of stars blinded me in my natural appeal I've seen this show a thousand times in a different light some time before The repetition is unnerving Finding itself inside of me yet again ...