Topic: story

//CONTENT WARNING: MENTIONS OF BLOOD, AND DEATH. NOT DESCRIBED IN DETAIL. (https://youtu.be/6JeaK_7Owow?si=_OtQGw88wIqiDzh1) The air is knocked out of Nar's lungs as his abdomen slams into the edge of a large piece of stone. He feels himself begin to slide backwards. His arms reach forward, and grab hold of the other edge of the stone, pulling himself up so his chest, and abdomen can rest atop it. As Nar gasps for air, he takes in his surroundings. He's stuck on a piece that's broken off of on...

Three figures stand before the doors to the throne room of Canterlot Castle. The first is the royal jester, Pulsar, standing in the middle of the two doors. Behind him, Nar, and Amy stand in an embrace. A sinister, powerful, arcane energy radiates from within the throne room. It pulsates in rhythmic fashion, like a beating heart. He is expecting them. He will not allow them to leave of his own accord. They're going to have to fight their way to the exit, and Pulsar is going to help them do it. ...

Within the central plaza of Canterlot, deep within the Astral Plane, a beam of light shines into the bell tower of a small church. The beam appears to strike the bell inside the tower, and angle downward into the church. A lone figure enters the church, and gingerly closes the doors behind her. She is careful to make as little noise as possible. Amy has managed to avoid any encounters with the Royal Guard, Pisces, so far, but she's not willing to risk getting caught now. After she closes the d...

() Amy cannot recall how long she has been traveling. Nar was the one with a phone, and wrist watch to help keep the time, and he fell into some sort of trap a while ago. Though, she has had a lot of time to think. In between checking her surroundings for the royal guard, that is. The city she finds herself in is almost certainly some version of Canterlot. The castle sits high atop the city, and looks exactly as she remembers it looking back before she got lost in the AHS. Most of the notable,...

Moondancer died today.  It wasnt much of a suprise. She was only holding on by a thread, being a centurian does that to the regular ponies.  . ...

"Life rarely turns out exactly the way we want it to. For most, navigating the unexpected is simply a part of life. Though it is easier for some, than others. The man who's heart was once full of joy, and cheer, was crushed by the departure of his close cousin. Though he tried his best to live a happy life without her presence, it had become far more difficult. As time went on, his remaining friends were pulled away from him. Some by choice, others by circumstances. All the things that once b...

There once lived a man, full of spirit, and cheer. Though raised by parents who cared very little, he found comfort in the company of his friends. In particular, he grew close with his cousins, whom he regarded as sisters. As the man grew up, he declared his intent to combat the darkness of the world with kindness, and joy. ...

BGM (https://youtu.be/wgqmVp4rJeE?si=U85TaIxEMX4IKgZK) Long ago, a family bore their first child. A prospect of which the new parents had excitedly prepared for many years in advance. However, when their child was born unto them, excitement, and joy, turned to resentment, and fear. ...

A dusty book stands before you, and from it, pages unfurl like a great sea of language, before starting at its  very beginning. The book seemed tattered, almost ancient, but also new, as if from its very torn appearance, came something new. "The Holy Glow" By Sister Glowing Heart ...

"It's fuckin' hot, dog," said Corporal Persons with a coming sigh, the anger of boredom is evident in his voice before he leaned out the window and spat his small puddle of chewing tobacco spit out the HUMVEE window. He wasn't incorrect; the Syrian sun emitted such a strong radiance of heat among the sands of the desert. We could barely even rest our hooves on the window because the metal of the vehicle was scorching, each time we attempted it felt as if our skin would melt to the metal. What ma...

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...