Friendship Letters

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?" ...

( This is more a rewrite if anything, mainly because my cat pressed a few keys and deleted the original one... anyway, enjoy. ) Dear Night Solver Tip.  have kept a firm but fair hold on Equesria; each innocent life, both in and out, is precious to us. Alas, threats have found it's way past our defenses. ...

 Adeena's consciousness fades in and out as her eyes adjust to a sudden change in brightness. The glow of the moon and the salt in the breeze roll into the foyer, the book on her chest feels heavy and her back aches from having fallen asleep on the sofa. The front door is open.  Her joints creak and crack, a pain she's all too familiar with- The chitin has again overgrown whilst she dreamed of a life she never lived. She sits up and sets her grimoire aside, eyes focused on the open door. It's...

Fuchsia slammed her hoof against her desk in an unusual display of rage.  Not only had she been thwarted, but she had been thwarted spectacularly; that mad genius Spinneret had gone and revealed herself, and for some Skyros-forsaken reason, the crowds  that.  And now, one of Equestria's worst criminals was celebrated by the masses!  Why was this  so hard to kill?! She took a deep breath.  Hard to kill?  Definitely.  ?  Never.  Any further assassination attempts would garner huge media attention...