Friendship Letters

To whomever this may concern, My name is Diamond. I am half unicorn, half dragon, but I fear I might be more than just that. Since I could remember, whenever I sleep or get upset, I'd hear voices. At first the were bearly audible and couldn't have been made sense of. As I got older though, the whispers got louder till the were you could easily hear them. Then they started to make sense. There was always one though that was more distinct than the rest. Last night while I dreamed, I met the sourc...

The sun rose high over the clouds of Las Pegasus, the bright yellow ball, cresting the various buildings of the metropolis with a large reach. Orange hues met the skies as Flam Flimflam sat at a tea shop of the city, relaxing temporarily, and with slight tiredness before he would begin todays work. He sat back and sighed, wearing an old brown cardigan, and simply taking a break from this fast paced, never-ending life of his. he breathed in for a moment, the fact that he already no doubt, had pil...

Nar loved to watch the sunset before heading off to bed for the night. It was just nice to be able to take a moment to rest, and relax after a long day of working. Plus, the sunset sky was always quite pretty over Ponyville, and with his vantage point there were no structures to obscure his view. Today's sunset was particularly beautiful, and Nar was more than happy to soak it in. He probably would have stayed still for the entirety of the sunset if it weren't for one issue. A scream cut shor...

"Dude! We nailed that show!" Nar's enthusiasm radiated to the rest of the band huddled around a table in the dining room of the mini-mansion. This time the enthusiasm was well earned instead of just being hopeless encouragement like it normally was. Juno lifts a bottle, and nods in agreement. Asuka also nods, though she is not holding a bottle. Of the four bandmates crowded around the flimsy plastic table only one was unsure of their success. Roy stands with his unblinking eyes staring at a spec...

//Taking a break from the kiddie lore posts to do a more recent one I've had in mind for a while. 1 year ago, Vanhoover, 3 weeks into winter. A thick blanket of snow has coated Vanhoover. The road crews have been working tirelessly to keep the roads from icing over, and many citizens have been shoveling the sidewalks almost hourly to keep them visible. Which is lucky for the group of four running nearly full speed down Pine Street. Three of which appear to be wearing guitar cases. ...

Spirit felt out of place fighting here. She was used to battles with Creatures ending up in some dark, dank, cave system. Maybe in a cavern if she was lucky- but usually in a cramped hallway. But… here? She was under the sky. Under the sun and the clouds. She tried to breathe in the fresh air, but all that filled her lungs was the smell of brimstone and fire. She coughed and looked back to her opponent. It looked like a pony, with a deep purple coat and a black, curly, mane. However, the close...

It has been long since the owners of the three story house on the hill had gone to sleep, but their little visitors in the basement were not quite ready for bed yet. The four misfits had been doing all manner of things besides sleeping despite the fact that it was around 9:50 PM. This included playing board games, drinking soda (their parents weren't there to stop them), watching TV, and just recently deciding to start a new game. This game was something the group had seen a group of teenagers p...

It was a rather quiet afternoon here in the Everfree. Obsilion would be making his way to the Tree of Harmony to start his.....I guess you can call it rehabilitation. As he walked he would be lost in thought, thinking about everything he's been through. He thought about all of his responsibilities. He thought about the burden that was placed on his shoulders. He sighs a bit and shakes his head as he tries to clear his mind, allowing himself to just listen to his surroundings for a moment. As ...

The excitement that filled the SUV could be felt by Kisho, and Betty in the front. The four young children sitting in the seats behind them growing more excited as their SUV crested the hill of an old driveway. At the top of the hill a massive 3 story house came into view. Standing outside the windowed patio that lead into the house, garage, and backyard pool was an older couple. As soon as the SUV came to a stop all four of the children in the back quickly unbuckle themselves. Three rush toward...

It’s hard to talk about the relationship between my father and I. Mostly because I never felt like there was one to begin with. I have conflicting memories of him, sometimes he was there but most of the time he was a background figure who happened to inhabit the same home as us. I remember him pacing around the house and sitting at his big majestic leather chair at the study, always scheming. The garage was filled with his old guitars and drum sets which he liked to polish and play from time t...