Pinkie Pie's Final PartyThe sun is going down again. From the top of a haystack, I look down upon the party I set up, feeling a tinge of joy, something that has escaped me for long.More Like This
Everything still feels so unreal. Not too long ago, I was the cheerful, hopping pink pony with puffy mane that threw the best parties. Yet now, here I am, sitting alone in an abandoned barn on the lonely rock fields, eyes dried by excessive crying.
It all happened too suddenly, tearing my world apart. Everything was fine only a year ago. We went to Canterlot, defeated Chrysalis, and had parties, just as how things were meant to be.
But I guess parties can’t last forever after all.
A few days ago was Applejack’s memorial day. The apple family came together to Sweet Apple Acre to pay respect to her. Granny Smith, Big Mac and Applebloom were grief-ridden, but they had some shoulders to cry on. I? I don’t have such shoulders anymore, and I couldn’t bring myself to the memorial lest I breakdown. In fact, I have
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 17More Like This
Chapter 17: Dejection and Darkness (First draft. Final version in the works)
Deep inside the Everfree Forest, far away from all civilization, the thundering echoes of magic roared over the ambient chirps of the hidden wildlife surrounding Andromeda and silenced their calls. Sweat poured down her forehead in icy streams as she breathed heavily. Her eyes were bloodshot and her legs felt weak underneath her exhausted body. Every ounce of her might was being channeled into her spell, but it continued to defeat her again and again until the resolve to use magic began to shatter inside of her.
“No, no, no!” she said aloud, shaking her head. “It has to work! It just has to!”
Dirt and moss covered her hooves as she shifted them into a braced position. Slowly, her horn began to glow from a bright yellow to a blinding white. A massive gust of wind blew everything around her like a small hurricane while sparks of blue electricity shot from her horn as usual. E
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"She's got what now?" asked the currently bamboozled farmpony now distracted away from her apple bucking.
'They say it's got something having to do with too much magic usage causing eye strain. I am not a doctor so I suppose we will all just have to wait and hope if it nothing too severe. I do hope she will be alright." Rarity had a hint of worry in her voice. She was the one present in the library when she had come across a collapsed Twilight gripping her own head in her hooves as if it was in an unbearable pain. Spike was next to her trying to ask what was wrong with her when Rarity came in and immediately came to her aid. They both rushed her to the hospital, but Rarity and Spike were told that there are currently no visitors allowed as they are tending to their seemingly sick friend.
"Ya think it's got something to do with all of that reading? She has been doing nothing else but hitting the books these days, and when I say hit I mean actually read 'em, unl
The Chaotic Beginning"Long ago, before I was born and Equestria had no yet existed, the world was separated. None of the pony races had heard of the other creatures that resided in the area, such as the timber wolves, dragons, or Draconeqi. It was the age when earth ponies, pegasi, and unicorns did not live together in harmony as they do now."More Like This
As they walked, Princess Celestia cast an illusion to place them both back in time. Fluttershy watched as the ancient ponies, divided by their talents and appearances, built their marvelous cities and structures.
"Far to the north," Celestia continued as the illusion scoured the land before stopping at the peak of a mountain, "lived a clan of Draconeqi. It was a small clan because, as you can see, Draconeqi are rare and powerful creatures matching even alicorns in power." They could see a few of the Draconeqi circling the top of the mountain, stretching their mismatched wings and legs. "They preferred seclusion for it provided safety and comfort as their numbers were
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The wind blew gently across the grassy plains as the sun bleached everything in a warm, friendly light. It was just past the beginning of summer and the valley was in spectacular bloom with many kinds of flowers of both the wild and domestic variety, painting the landscape the hue of a child’s dream. Ponyville, the small equine town, sat in the middle of this explosion of colour as the residents took advantage of the light and balmy weather to have water fights or to paddle around in the local stream. The stalls in the market were crowded with eager shoppers looking for a bargain and stall vendors eager to make such deals. On the outskirts of this gaily happy community stood the large sprawling expanse of the local apple farm, Sweet Apple Acres, and from within came the rhythmic thumping of the apple trees which signalled that harvest time was here. The trees, which had seen off the frigid winter chill and had blossomed in the spring were now heavy wi
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The echoing sound of misplaced water fills the cold, misty air as a young filly charges through a shallow stream. Headed deeper into the Everfree Forest, she trudges quickly through mud and ducks past low branches. All the while looking over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of her unknown assailant. Much too late, the little filly realizes her mistake. Too preoccupied with outrunning the attacker, she had reached a dead end bathed in Princess Luna's moonlight. Having nowhere to go, the young pony flutters her tiny wings rapidly. Willing with all her might that today would be the day she flies, today...when she needed to fly the most.
Suddenly, the sound of hooves hitting the damp ground reached the pegasus' ears. The attacker would soon be upon her. She willed herself to remain calm, fluttering her wings harder as each hoof slowly lifted off the ground: one hoof high, then two hooves. Beyond the trees, she could hear heavy hoof steps thunde