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Your Majesty, I wanted only to send a brief update. Twilight Sparkle left Ponyville yesterday with two quiet, unmarked escorts. She said she had been “called to assist with ongoing research in Canterlot,” though she did not specify what kind. She avoided my eyes when I asked. Fluttershy followed soon after — not distressed, but She told me she would be back “when things settle,” though I do not know what she meant by that. Applejack left this morning. ...

Your Majesty, I write again, though I know you asked for patience. I promise I am trying. But the shadows have changed again. Not simply absent, now — When I walk through the marketplace, I see shapes where shadows be still. A pony stands at a stall, perfectly motionless, but their shadow , as if turning its head to look behind itself. ...

Envoy Ambient Waves Her Radiant Highness Princess Acallia, Zephyr Kingdom Your Highness, I believe I must amend my previous report. This morning, Ponyville seemed perfectly ordinary. The streets were lively, the weather agreeable, the ponies cheerful. I felt almost embarrassed recalling what I had written before. But by evening, the familiarity had thinned again. I can’t describe it well. There are sounds that should always be present — hooves on the road, insects at dusk, distant conversa...

Envoy Ambient Waves, Zephyr Kingdom Diplomatic Corps Her Radiant Highness, Princess Acallia  Your Highness, I remain stationed in Ponyville as ordered, though I must confess the situation is becoming increasingly… difficult to quantify. I hesitate to use the word “unnatural,” yet none of my training accounts for what I am observing. This evening it rained again...soft, steady, unremarkable at first. I went outside to check the gauges. The ground shimmered with droplets; my coat darkened as...

I’ve read your reply again and again, trying to find comfort in your certainty... in the promise that '', that what we see are only tricks of light. But with respect, how can you say that? You wrote that you’ve “” and that we cannot rule him out. I wish that made me feel safer, but it only deepens the unease. If even you must turn to him for counsel, what are we facing? And if it truly were his doing, would it feel like this? Discord’s chaos laughs... this is silence. He breaks patterns with ...

Norman would stand up and shoot blood from his right nostril. This blood would congeal on the floor like a slimey black mucus. Norman huffed and puffed until he said, "Snot nosed brat... You want to see a fight?" Norman clenched his paws as he would yell out in pain. Arms that look like his but stretchy and long. These four arms that shot out of his clothes would follow the hooded stranger who basically just kicked his ass.  The arms would sharpen like dull knives in the air that cut quick. One ...

I know everypony is tired of hearing about “the Dash Event,” but I can’t stop thinking about what I saw tonight. Nothing spectacular happened...no lights, no thunder...just a feeling that the world has started to slip. It began at Sugarcube Corner. I stopped by after dusk; the lamps inside were warm and steady, the air smelled of cinnamon. Pinkie handed me a slice of cake and said, “Morning’s almost here!” I laughed because it was clearly past eight in the evening. But when I glanced at the...

Envoy Ambient Waves, Diplomatic Observer of the Zephyr Kingdom Her Highness, Princess Acallia of the Northern Courts Initial Observations — Ponyville Region Your Highness, ...

I write this not as a scholar, but as a witness to something I cannot reconcile with the world I thought I lived in. It began as a sound. Not thunder, but something far heavier, a noise that didn’t strike the ears, but the mind itself. The air grew still. Birds stopped mid-flight. Even the Everfree Forest fell silent. Then came the streak, a line of light so sharp it felt like the sky had been cut open. The textbooks say nothing can move faster than light... that the speed of light is the ...

Well, that was a lot easier than Nar had thought it would be. When his old teammate, Red, told him that Ponyvillle High was looking for a new hockey coach, he had expected there to be some sort of test or something. Instead, when Nar walked into the office of the administrator in charge of appointing a new coach, he got a short interview, and was asked a few questions. At the end he was told “You’re the only applicant who’s even played hockey before. When can you start?” Turns out, there was ...

Amy would look at Norman's gun with excitement as she would stroke the cylinder. "Guide my hands, Norman." She would kiss the gun and caress the barrel. "Yes... Vanquish my foes. Kill them all." It was like she would be nearly brainwashing the gun, but truthfully, the bullets would nearly shake in the cylinder. The large syringe-like bullets had a horrifying liquid, The Hollow Body. This desperate liquid was living and it was hungry for bloodshed.  Amy would grab her knife and hold it in her ...

Amy would be getting home after signing for her upcoming role. It was a horror anthology that focused on body horror and gore, titled 'The Heart-throb Diary'. She was nervous about this role because she hadn't been in a movie in a minute since she had a baby.  Amy would be near Norm's office, so she would check up on him and Gehenna.  Amy would have stopped at his office door and pressed her hand on the door. She would listen inside and there was music playing. Something smelled... Off. It w...

Adeena stares into the mirror, and it stares back at her. A light aqua-colored hair that gradients into darker shades as it flows gracefully around her delicate features; Slit-eyes like that of a reptile, purple and complex in their unsettling beauty; Brown chitin, smooth to the touch like skin yet hard and jagged at the edges. She raises her hand, grabs at one of the slight outcrops at the side of her chin, and pulls it, ignoring the pain and the blood that follows. Only a sliver of the chitin ...

If there was one thing Asuka disliked about working EMS in Ponyville, it was how spread out some of the houses outside of the town's center were. One example being the farmhouse out in the middle of bum nowhere Ponyville Asuka's partner was currently driving their ambulance to. The dinky dirt road that lead to the farmhouse made for a pretty bumpy ride, but Asuka didn't mind much. Her new partner was a recent hire, fresh from technical school with only a few shifts under her belt. She was bo...

Fall, Ponyville, 2037. The Friday school bell rings, hailing the beginning of the weekend. As the football team, cheerleaders, and marching band get ready to load up onto busses for tonight's game against Canterlot High, the rest of the students of Ponyville high school file out of the school. Among the crowd flooding out of the school are Sugar Cookie Yakushi, and her two best friends, Silver, and Chrome Foil. Silver is a lean, and somewhat short unicorn with gray fur, silvery-white hair, an...

The sound of gunfire echoing from within Appaloosa has gone silent. Atop his mount, Dusty Trails enters the town to the scene of a brutal gunfight. Along the streets, and some of the buildings lay the sheriff, his deputies, and brave stallions of the town who stood in it's defense. Standing at the center of the town is the being responsible for such a massacre. A black dragon in a long, brown duster, with a wickedly large revolver on his hip, and a rugged stetson on his head. In one hand, he hol...

Norman would be practically drowning in the streets of Manehatten. Black sludge would pour out from his mouth and tear ducts. The blackened liquid would nearly boil his face as it would creep down his face. It was excruciating. I cannot breathe. I cannot feel. I cannot speak. I cannot see.  I cannot... I cannot... ...

"My name is Nuvolosa, but you can call me Nuvo!" "You want me to call you...New? Why not just...Cloudy?" Camille asked, tilting her head towards the small zebra before her. Nuvolosa - Cloudy - hummed while rubbing her chin. "Oh, I didn't realize Nuvolosa translated to Cloudy... How sweet! I am still learning so much about all of this stuff it's a lot to take in. Anyways! I'm happy you could join us in the Central Sanctum." It had only been about an hour since they'd found their way to the s...

Today is a day Nar has been both excited for, and dreading for a long time. So much so that he didn't sleep all that well last night. Today is a day he's known would be coming for a long time. Now that it's here, he almost can't believe it. What could have Nar filled with such a mixture of emotions? Why, Cookie's first day of Kindergarten!  After the meet and greet earlier this week, Nar is sure Cookie's going to enjoy her first year of school. Her teacher is genuinely passionate about teachi...

Dear Night Solver Tip I've done more digging, but something is off about the Uruk here; they aren't alive. They still walk and bark orders, but they're eyes are glossy, all their organs have been removed except the lungs, gut, brain, and heart. But each has its own abnormalities. The heart had a large hole on the right side, and inside was a gory and sickening sight. It looked almost like bloody, sretched, and fleshy tumors. The gut has hardened, and now what looks like a large worm lives ...

Wandering samurai of cherry blossoms: warrior of future's past Neighpon, spring of 1612 CE in the last years of the sengoku jedai a ball of fire streeks across the sky crashing into the mountain side. Cherri's shuttlecraft had saved her but not much else. She had crashed into an already ruined castle her eyes open as the smoke cleared everything was busted there was absolute zero chance of making it home. "Computer what year is it?" ...