Almost thither tune and MLP Season finale:iconShadow-Dragon-3d: has made an epic tune for "Almost thither"! I don't believe there could be more fitting music. He has some amazing pieces on his YouTube channel, so if you enjoy listening to film soundtracks, try more of his stuff!
Thank you, Arvianth! You're awesome and I applaud to you
Yep, that emoticon is quite silly, but I mean it.
Be sure to check the tune here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMG5MEfvL5k
Also as I watched season 3 finale yesterday, there was a one part which reminded me of one guy. I believe there are no spoilers in this picture:
"See your world through my eyes: A universe so vast as to be immeasurable - incomprehensible even to your greatest minds."
I'm sorry if I did confuse you, but I couldn't help it. Oh, and liquid pride is awesome.
MLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.4Chapter IV: IdentityMLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At that moment, it seemed that one heart beat more quickly than the hearts of anypony else in the small town.
It was like that for the golden pegasus colt. He was running, stretching his wings, defying the sky with the strength of his feathers. His hoofs beat against the rooftops with the steady rhythm that matched the speed of his physical heart.
The colt's feathers quivered as he came to a sudden stop, looking straight ahead with the pose of a strictly trained dog by Rainbow Dash's command. He heard the words telling him to jump once again. He did so, pounding at the sky with his remaining strength.
"Alright kid! I think you deserve a break," came the cyan mare's decisive words.
The colt nearly collapsed on the spot.
For the past hour, Rainbow Dash had been coaching him. He had been jumping across the rooftops of Ponyville, improving the amount of time he could continuously use his wind magic. He was sure that he could begin flying already, but instead, Ra
MLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.3Chapter III: SilenceMLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her hoofsteps were quiet as her body led her to the Canterlot library.
Maybe there, after all, there would be answers.
As the princess of the night, she had no trouble at all adjusting to the sudden darkness that greeted her inside the large, expansive room. She simply peered inside and lit the area with a light from her horn.
It was the most extensive private library in Equestria, making lighting scarce because it had to be spread throughout the whole area. But in truth, it was only so dark because it was located inside the mountain Canterlot hung off of.
This was her private escape... her dimly lit sanctuary. This was where she went when she was sad, or bored, or angry...
She frowned, noticing a few things out of place since the last time she had come here. The only other pony that could have been in here was Celestia. She would have to ask her sister about it later
The alicorn then looked around somewhat nervously. What if the Heartless could spawn
Luna's Best Night Ever 11The first thing that Luna noticed about Fluttershy, besides her extreme shyness and delicate nature, was her bedside manner. The moment she had been filled in on what had happened she had asked to be moved next to where Twilight was to assist in binding her wound and examining the damage. Luna had honestly expected her to be more squeamish, but she supposed that spending all her free time serving as a caretaker for animals had exposed her to many unsavory things, and her overflowing concern for her friend likely blinded the pegasus to the grotesque nature of their work.Luna's Best Night Ever 111 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nightmare Moon had, thankfully, missed Twilight's heart, but the wound was deep and had more than likely punctured a lung. Luna tried casting a simple healing spell to stop the bleeding, but her horn ached too much to focus properly. Once they were certain Twilight could be moved safely Applejack carefully lifted Twilight onto Luna's back to take her to the hospital, before scooping Fluttershy up to do the same, and wit
Yours Truly - A Semantic Analysis on HonestyBefore I start, I should say that Yours Truly has recently replaced My Little Dashie at the core of my heart-drive. If you are viewing this humble two-cents, please take your time to [go read the story first]. Also, sorry for the wall of text. I don't have a good enough camera to record a reaction/review video.Yours Truly - A Semantic Analysis on Honesty2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The literal aspects of the story, the bittersweet emotions that makes this particular fanfic an epitome of brony literature are being discussed to death in the EqD comments section, so there would be no need for me to repeat those sentiments and say that I cried manly tears. What I really want to discuss here is two things. One, the author's interpretation on one of the two main characters, Applejack, and especially her defining character trait; the Element of Honesty. Two, the narrative techniques, both literal and pseudo-visual, that weave the emotions and Applejack's element into a coherent and organic
MLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.2Chapter II: CuriositiesMLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In Ponyville's library, two purple beings stood stubbornly, staring each other down and trying to talk the other into their respective mindset. One was a unicorn, and one was a dragon.
"I know it's weird to have a pony just show up in the library, and I know that if he were any other pony, I'd agree with you, Spike," said the lavender unicorn, "but he seems genuinely clueless. He can't even remember his own name."
"How do you know he wasn't lying?" the purple dragon argued, drawing his crossed arms closer to his chest.
"He didn't even know what a cutie mark was," Twilight said in exasperation, lowering her neck and shaking her head slowly before continuing. "I don't know how or why, not exactly, but I just know he was telling the truth."
Spike's hardened gaze softened a bit, and he sighed to himself before relenting.
"Just... be careful, Twi," he said before glaring slightly at the wall behind the lavender mare. "I mean, if he just snuck in here li
The moth.I look at his eyes from a yonder. They are beautiful pools of chestnut. Then they light up in an instant. Like magic they attract me to him, I feel like a moth dancing in mid air as I fly towards these magnetic beacons. Then he sees the butterfly. Graceful and alluring she steals him away. A moth is dull and dingy, that is what I am. I lament on what I can't acquire because of this. I try to be more like a butterfly, but I am still a moth with dainty wings that do not belong on me. I approach him, he doesn't turn away. It gives me the hope that someday I can take him elsewhere. Yet I'm a comrade not an object of affection! I could describe him forever just by looking at him once. I know deep down its near impossible for me to have him, for moths that fly to lights get burned.The moth.4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Sunny Skies All Day LongSunny Skies All Day LongSunny Skies All Day Long3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sun was setting in Canterlot with the moon just creeping over the horizon. Princess Celestia walked into her bedroom, her mane put up into curlers. Luna followed close behind her, listening intently while sipping a cup of coffee as Celestia related the tale of her most recent visit to Ponyville.
"I mean seriously Luna, this is the second time they could have avoided the problem by simply ASKING me. Why don't they feel like they can just talk to me? It's like I'm PRINCESS Celestia instead of Princess Celestia."
Celestia's horn glowed as she levitated her crown off of her head. She briefly considered flinging it against the wall in frustration, but composed herself and set it down in its place on her bedside table. She floated over her nightgown to guard against the chill night air of the mountain as she vented her annoyance to her sister.
"I have everypony bowing and scraping before me over every litt
MLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.1Chapter I: The AwakeningMLP-KH: Fragments of Harmony Ch.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The Elements of Harmony."
It was a simple subject, really. She had gone over everything about a million times, but nothing in the book could satisfy the burning curiosity that was roiling in her head.
"Elements of Harmony... Elements of Harmony," she mumbled, crushing the pages under her hooves to flip them faster than her magic would allow. At this hour, after all, she was growing too tired to use magic quickly enough for her liking.
There was nothing there. Nothing in the wretched book could explain what she was looking for.
Twilight Sparkle groaned in frustration, her nose slamming against the rumpled pages of her book. She recoiled right after, rubbing her injured nose with a hoof before returning her focus to reading the encyclopedia.
There had to be some reasonable explanation to this!
It was like going over Pinkie's unexplainable ability to predict things in the near future, but Twilight wasn't going to give up this time. Pinkie was Pinkie, but t
Fluttershy's Infernal AdventureFluttershy's Infernal Adventure1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fluttershy's Infernal Adventure
"Please, Angel Bunny - just a teeny, tiny little sip?" Fluttershy brought the spoon closer to the little rabbit's mouth, but he pouted and kicked it away.
The pegasus frowned. "You just have to take your medicine, or else that sniffle is going to get even worse!" She turned and quickly poured another spoonful, but when she looked back, Angel was gone.
Fluttershy looked this way and that, but there was no sign of the little rabbit. "Oh Angel bunny, you're too sick to play hide-and-seek!" she scolded. She looked under the sofa, behind the little coffee table with its vase of moonflowers, but she couldn't see him anywhere!
It was then that she noticed the wind had pushed open the front door of the cottage and she gasped.
She quickly trotted outside, just in time to see a tiny little cotton-tail disappearing down the garden path.
"Wait! Angel, wait!" She trotted after the little rabbit. "You'll get lost!"
Soon she came to a c
Princess Twilight Sparkle (1-2) Entirely in RhymeThe scene does begin with our Princess Twilight,Princess Twilight Sparkle (1-2) Entirely in Rhyme3 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Using her new wings to practice her flight.
Her friends do their best to keep up her cheer,
But the Sun Celebration is soon drawing near.
She knows that she'll preform now that she's been crowned,
So she takes back to the air... before eating the ground.
We then cut to a scene with the six and stained glass,
As Rarity reminds what has now come to pass.
Her friends have to leave but they say they still care,
Promising with a hug and a Pinkie Pie swear.
The group takes the train from the high society,
Leaving Twilight with Spike and her own anxiety.
She's soon seized with panic 'til Celestia arrives,
Before she's then told a tale about divergent lives.
Her princess had been hurting year after year,
As her sister was banished, made an object of fear.
But Luna was reformed and scorned no longer,
As the bonds between princesses grow ever stronger.
Celestia leaves the pair to trot back to her room,
When a black tentacle seems to spell o
Final Dreams of a Filly Ch. 4The world felt like it had exploded around her. Suddenly, needles of ice punctured her lungs. The metallic taste of blood tinged her lips and for some reason she was burning alive. In the distance she could hear sirens wailing and terse, anxious voices barking out orders and choppy directions. None of them made any sense and she was being eaten from the inside out with fear. Scootaloo struggled to even remember what had happened that had led to this, but her thoughts were sluggish and she couldn't seem to collect them.Final Dreams of a Filly Ch. 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Only once the world came to a shuddering halt did she realize that she was in an ambulance. Before she could invest in the thought, she felt herself slip from consciousness and she was plunged into complete darkness. It didn't last long - or it didn't seem to. What felt like seconds later she opened her eyes and tried to sit up with a start. Her entire body was convulsing and trembling, but she could feel her heartbeat raging away within her frail chest.
A strong set of
The Last"The Last"The Last3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By: The Polecat
His footing was unsteady as he walked, weaving about the roadway. Crossing the yellow line, first one way, then the other with his shuffling step. Cracked pavement only crumbling further as worn shoes crunched over them. A shuffle step to the side, weaving about a long abandoned vehicle, one of many that littered the road, every one of them abandoned. Just like the town, the state, the country even the world; all abandoned.
As far as he knew, he's the last. He'd never found another, only the wastelands that surrounded the city he was born and raised in. His friends, his family, his co-workers, all gone. It was as though no one ever existed in the first place.
Where did everyone go? If the man bothered or cared to look he could find the evidence of what occurred here. But he didn't care. He was sick, fever burning his cheeks and infections spreading. He was no doctor, but he knew he was on his last legs. The medicines he found no longer worked, and he di
If Wishes Were HorsesIf Wishes Were Horses2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Candice handed over the cash for the cotton candy and started munching on it.
Her friend, Tamara, gave her an undisguised look of disgust as they strolled through the carnival grounds.
"What?" Candice asked, her voice partially muffled with a mouthful of cotton candy.
"I thought you were trying to lose weight." Tamara told her.
"Look at me. I've lived off carrot sticks for years and I still look like a beached whale. So forget dieting. If I am going to be fat, I might as well enjoy it."
Tamara emitted a disgusted sigh.
"What?" Candice prodded. "Like you're a poster child for perseverance. You're not goint to college just because you didn't get into Harvard."
"That's different." Tamara protested. "I've always been the best at school. I can't take settling for second place. If I can't get into Harvard, what's the point?"
"That's just what I'm saying. If I can't have the body I want, then what's the point? Man, like w
Trixie's WaltzTrixie's Waltz2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
NOTE: This short story is written around a song by Makkon06, please read the description to listen to the song before or during the story, as it was written with that song as the focus.
"Trixie, you are a talent." The Great and Powerful Trixie closed the door to her trailer behind her. She had just finished another show in Trottingham, and it had gone over spectacularly. She sat down in front of her mirror and removed her hat and cloak.
Those were her most prized and most beloved treasures, under them she was somepony great, somepony that everyone wanted to see and laugh with and be amazed by. She felt invincible under that hat, like she could take on the world, but more importantly, she felt something else under that hat and cloak.
She felt loved.
Trixie went over to her gramophone, another of her prized possessions. It was one of the few things she always took with her on her travels as she roamed Equestria, a restless soul looking for a place to find love.
Slow music started
The Light in the DarknessThe Light in the DarknessThe Light in the Darkness2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She panted, heart pounding as she stood in the center of town. She could hear the blood coursing through the veins in her ears, sounding like the roar of a distant ocean. Her mind was numb, barely registering where she was or that she was covered with a sticky red substance, the pungent scent of copper filling the air. Her eyes slowly fell to an object on the ground: a stained knife that glinted in the midday sun. Next to it was a growing red pool. Her eyes trained on the pool and slowly moved to its source.
The deed had been done.
Luna's Moon hung high above Equestria, its gentle rays bathing the countryside in an eerie glow as it slowly trekked across the cobalt-hued sky. Near Ponyville, the light illuminated a lone figure winging somewhat less gracefully than normal above the town. It was very late and she was exhausted, but Rainbow Dash didn't ca
a poem for that one guy -edit-Roses are reda poem for that one guy -edit-8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue
If I ever go down
You’re coming too.
Tell all those secrets
Tell all those lies.
Our friendship fades, and slowly dies.
I tried my best
to be your friend.
but I guess all good things come to an end.
A hug or two ago,
you used to rock me to and fro.
Every time you walked by, I was speechless
Every time you spoke I was breathless
Every time we touched I was helpless.
I was trying to make you mine
But I guess I ran out of time.
To the HerdTo the Herd2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Two seasons have come and gone now, each one filled with beautiful animation and stunning dialogue. Most importantly both seasons brought new found inspiration and insightful views into our daily lives.
I wish not to take up too much of your time; I wish only to say a few things on my own behalf to everypony out there who wishes to hear them.
Although it is tempting to bring up the cliché that perhaps nopony else feels the same way as I do, I cannot for I know that there are many others with the same views as mine; others whose lives have been touched by these candy-colored ponies and their spectacular adventures, who have also felt a newfound sort of warmth inside from their voices and their ideals. This fandom is truly magical. Not once since I have become a brony have I been denigrated by another member of the pony community. Instead I have found more friends than I could have ever imagined.
Others may one day ask "just who are the bronies?" Note I said "are" and not "were" bec
His queen, my muse.Pomegranate seedsHis queen, my muse.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
have the most
bitter of tastes.
She is more
than a myth,
There are more
flames beneath her
skin than in all of
Hades. With every
breath she takes,
winter cries out
She is magenta.
A maiden of
jasper and agate;
lily eyelashes and
locks of supple ivy.
a hyacinth among
weeds and sweet
ScissorhandsI know if I touch himScissorhands9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's gonna hurt
I know if I hold him
It will only make it worse
If I pull him close, wrapped in my arms
I know that it will only bring me harm
He'll slice me through with his wounded eyes
Bleed me to death with his silent cries
Slit my throat with his pleading gaze
Scar me with his mournful ways
I can't get close, can't let him in
He'll cut me and I'll bleed within
It's happening all over again
I try, won't cry
As the knives go in
If I pull him close, it will bring me pain
But to push away simply brings the same
The hurt in his eyes when I turn away
Is a price that I'm unwilling to pay
The hurt so deep when I reject his plea
I don't mind the pain, as long as it's in me
So cut me deep, my dear, then sleep
For I will bleed, I'll do what I can
It's like loving Edward Scissorhands
I know if I love him
The blood will flow
I know if I trust him
My heart rate will slow
If I hold him tight, erase all his fears
I know it will scar me down through the years
He'll pierce my
The Artist SyndromeThis work is simply brilliant!The Artist Syndrome4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Says the artist in me.
I'll have it framed twice!
So precious it be...
Says the artist in me,
But what if people hate it?
So precious it be!
I cannot let them take it!
And what if people hate it,
And what if they hate me?
I cannot let them take it
I'll lock it away you see!
And what if they hate me?
A simple lock will not suffice!
I'll lock it away you see.
In a land of frozen ice...
"And that, my dear Mrs. Sutherland, is why I shipped my art homework to Antarctica!"