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“Don’t do that ever again,” I stated, looking at the griffon with an even expression. She lowered her ears, but only for a second before perking back up and stepping closer. I did not know what to expect at first. To me she was a stranger who had followed me through the forests and involved herself in what turned out to be a bad situation. So, out of instinct, I tensed up and pulled myself away from her, and she seemed to have taken it negatively. To be honest, I could not b...

It was evening, and a beautiful one at that. Gold cascaded down from the heavens above to find a lone pegasus bent over her desk in a little cottage in the Wandering Woods. She gripped a letter open tightly in her teeth by its dark leather handle. Naturally, this pegasus was Blind Faith herself. ...

All Moongardian Unicorns have pale or pastel coats, two toned split manes, heterochromia, curved horns, Long fur on their legs towards the hooves, fangs, multicolored tongues, and tails that can be compared to Kirin tails as being similar. Different tribes have slight variations in horns and tails but that's about it. It's rare to have a dark coat, both eyes being the same color , or a single or tri-color mane unless said pony is not fully a Moongardian Pony. As it's seen as bad luck to have ...

I am holding a party in the Town Square with pinkie pie and I want you to come to my party because, I want one princess to come to my party, and after that I want you to come to my friend's baby shower (don't forget the presents for the baby) and of course the trip to the rainbow factory.:rd_sunglasses::ninjadash:

"You came into my presence, this very hour of work, to simply host a worry? A mere suspicion of actions? Do you perhaps understand what we are currently doing at the moment? Or perhaps you were too busy ignoring your current assignments to host meaningless thoughts. I'd like fair reasoning as to why you're disturbing my presence!" "As you say, I'm currently ignoring current orders given. However, I seek your ear on matters I'm finding concerning. As of recently? Things have changed a bit. I'v...

East of the Wandering Woods and North of the Jackalope Slopes lies a small town, named for a brook which runs to one side and provides the water this town needs to survive. Buttercup Brook and Buttercup Grove are perhaps the most fairytale-esque part of Equestria, secluded from every major city and kingdom, and even with their very own witch. She is not a wicked witch. Her alignment is parallel to good, yet rather unlawful. At this moment, she is the closest the town has to a doctor, and she st...

Each second passed so slowly. She could not think, because that hurt as badly as anything else. Every breath stung like bitter cold in her lungs. There was nothing, nothing but pain in every part of her. Needles across her skin and daggers in her eyes, hammers and bowling balls in her head. Her ears ached inside and out. Her skin felt pulled tight across rows of molars jutting out from her muscles. Every so often, she would stop breathing, just stop so that she could have that moment of peace....

As you must know my name is nova moon , daughter of King Sombra. I want to learn the value of friendship so one day my father and I can live in harmony with all the other creatures and ponies of Equestria, i'm not used to writing letters... but i hope you understand that my father has changed and wants to learn about friendship and harmony...

Perhaps the worst of it all was the sickly smell of decomposing leaves, Fletcher was never a fan of the Fall season for that very reason. Mist crept through the trees, crawling up their roots and wrapping around his legs as he made his way through the woods. He didn't mind the cold, he didn't mind the dark, those had become oh-so natural to him over the last few years. What truly bothered him was that smell, decay. The certainty that all things are one day to whither and rot. He halted by ...

It is done. Their memories were compiled and adequately rewritten to further fact from fiction. Did it take him long to revise his work, or did it take no moment at all? Zerathur closes his book and carefully cradles it in his arms. Every lover, every friend, every acquaintance, forever with him. None of them shall ever be forgotten. The breeze died millennia ago; The endless forest was illuminated solely by the illusionary phantoms that moved back and forth in their unending routine. ...

Within Canterlot Castle laid a secret chamber. A chamber used for the purpose of performing and discussing secret acts of Arcane Performance. The World of Arcane was never predictable. It was never assumed to be safe. It was always dangerous. No matter if one masters it or is considered an expert in the field. Arcane is always unsafe. The need for caution was always a priority. Therefore, a secret chamber for Arcane Performance was as safe as it could get. And the current acts going on inside th...