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Blood is thicker than water. The full quote reads, “the blood of the coven is thicker than the water of the womb” and is rather misrepresented. In this case, however, the shortened version is the more apt choice. This is the case of Winter Rose, better known as Blind Faith, whose loyalty is swayed in the passing of a strong breeze. She longs to be better than she is, yet falls short of every opportunity that might make it so. At this moment in time, her fickle nature has lead her to a high sec...

There was no way to know for certain how long it had been since the pegasus had been apprehended. Locked in a horribly cramped room with no window and with bright lights on at all hours, Faith's only measurement of time came every few days when she was held down by several guards and the IV that slowly fed her just enough liquid to survive on was replaced. She was exhausted, yet unable to sleep for more than moments at a time, for fear of losing the precious time she needed to plan an escape. ...

10 years ago. Polo break down a door before tackling a nobody into the ground and used reality shift to beat it. The family inside are looking at Polo with fear as the nobody vanished then he spoke "Sorry about the door..." The earth pony punch Polo in the face and said "Get out of here you monster." Polo was about to say something before thinking about it then leaves the house. He look at the keyblade as a few heartless appeared from the shadows like a swarm before charging at him but, as fa...

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 ...

A List of Pre-Unification Deities and Beliefs Earth: The Spirits of Water, Harvest, and Rot (Three Spirits for the Birth, Life, and Death of All Things) Pegasus: The Four Winds (The Winds Will Guide You, If You’re Willing to Listen) ...

Concentration. It's the first rule of all magic users attempting any form of spectacle performance. Magic starts at the base of concentration. Wiping away the world around you, whether it be for hours, minutes, or seconds, to purely focus on what you attempt in achieving. It's at this beginning stage where no mistakes must come into being. For the most minor distraction or hesitation will only result in failure. Sadly....failure was a common pattern as of late. A small flower was straight ah...

Greenery on all sides soon gave way to the familiar clearing which housed the cottage Mirror called home, and she made her way to the door, face set with determination and head held high. The illusion of confidence provided her with just enough real confidence that when she pushed open that door and stepped inside, she really was ready to confront Faith. She had practiced in her mind exactly what she would say. But Faith was not there. A quick glance confirmed that. No lights were on in any roo...

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. ...

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...

Faith tapped four spots on the desk, watched a slot roll open, and put the parchment she'd been writing on inside. It slid smoothly back into place with a click at the same time as she stood up. Her wings clicked, too, when she stretched them out, and she noticed that it was dark outside the window, which struck her as odd. It struck her as odd because Mirror wasn't home yet. For twelve years, Mirror had been devoted entirely to Faith. She had come to their clearing each day, had read to her, h...

The damage was worse this time, and Whiplash had already been dismissed for the night. The sting of her numerous cuts and bruises dulled out any sense of emotional pain at her best friend leaving her to rot in the jail cell of Manehattan’s holding cell. The all-too cold bench of the cell had become somewhat of a comforting embrace over her numerous years ending back up in here – now going on three or four years of this dance. The pain-laced scowl was etched on her strikingly-bright face – a h...

Usually, Betty would be surprised to find her husband home when she woke up. Considering he usually worked from nearly 5 in the morning, until 6 at night Monday through Saturday it was rare for him to ever spend more than an hour or two awake once he got home. Sure, it limited the time they got to spend together during the day, but they were both pretty busy, and Betty didn't mind only having one full day a week with her husband. The time apart just made their time together all the more special....

Changelings are the most notorious of Equestrian fae. They require love to sustain themselves, and for a very long time, this led them down dark paths. Foals were stolen from their cribs and replaced by newly hatched changelings in their likeness. While horrifying behaviour to pony kingdoms, it was a custom formed of desperation. No changeling wanted to let their children starve and suffer, not while ponykind gorged themselves on hoarded resources, and they did not harm the stolen foals. Each on...

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:

This might end up being more than one blog simply on the area of length. I wanted to express my headcanon for the magic in the show and use in roleplay from my point of view, this is by no means a hard rule that I expect everyone to abide by when they RP with me, but it is the line of thinking that I follow whenever I make a pony who has a basis around magic. On the forefront there inherently are two kinds of magic, active and passive. Passive magic is the type of magic that isn't cast or...

I can't wait for my friend sonic to perform on the stage at the gala, he is kind of scared performing a joke show in a front of a crowd but I wish you were there to see this. it will be a pleasure for you to come to check it out, Sonic has been practicing saying jokes to me and the mane 6 last week and he did a great job telling them, we even laughed at his jokes. If you can't come I am also thinking to make a video of him saying jokes and send it to you by email. Your biggest fan, Amy Rose...

Bridlely hadn’t been much, especially in the seaside town on the riviera. Days had been spent well-warmed by the sun and full of laughter, chasing after her friends along the sea. Life had been good, albeit filled with minute struggles, full of long days ending with her sleeping on the bar at her mother’s job, well into the earliest hours of the morning. It hadn’t been much, but it’d been . Chiara liked Until it wasn’t. The news of “moving day” had been something the filly wasn’t supposed to ...

It had been a long day for Silver. Getting back into her career as a flight racer was a long process and a lot of publicity, this meant enduring interviews and tackling questions that she would not find very appealing. Alas, that is what it was if she were to become a coach or even reignite the passion of racing herself in the lower divisions of the leagues, not pleasant stuff. These requirements to fulfil were what had her out of place. The mare at home left pacing back and forth as her mind ...

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....

"You know you like it so why do you always act like you don't," Devine says smirking as the walk the streets of Saddle Arabia "You just know when to take advantage of me," Knight says as he looks at the things the vendors have for sale, he then looks at his bag of bits, "Hmm," he says and she looks at the bag "Are we out of bits?" she asks and he scoffs at her, "I'm out of bits, because someone always needs a midnight meal ...