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Winter had come early to Ponyville, Fluttershy could testify from her kitchen window while preparing lunch boxes for various critters. Squadrons of pegasi gathered snowclouds, loaded them with water and chilled them before combing the landscape for an even spread of first snow. She couldn't see Dash anywhere, most likely because the rascal pegasus was cooking up hail somewhere. Dash always wanted to leave her signature on the first day of winter. Fluttershy's day

The trick to entertaining the Zebra, Princess Celestia had always thought, was to know how to read between the stripes. The cant’s convolutions notwithstanding, their message was usually forthright and to the point, all black and white, so to speak, once you learned to look for it.
Except this time.
The Princess had been more than mildly surprised to receive a request for an audience last week from the great jungles overseas, though she suspected it had something to do with the trip her de

It was no small feat to summon an arch-demon, and few mages ever gave it a serious try despite the legendary fame the deed would entail, the fact of which Drack found very regrettable. In his view, being summoned was a fine casual sport which rarely left him disappointed afterwards, especially if someone was attempting to bind him to their will. He could spend a week with a mage as foolish as that. Afterwards, they would become legendary indeed, though not in the way they’d imagined.
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The cliff face rose up almost vertically for a full fifty meters, the majestic chest of a giant dwarfed only by the fact that it contrasted with the Pacific ocean herself. Her waves would crash at the rocky feet day and night, incessant in their infinite patience, splashing their enormous power in regal moderacy, just enough to keep the ground on its heels. Their combat continued on to this fine day, though at such a pace that no mortal could witness it. Yet at the same time, the scene was turne

Driving the two pony girls into the ruined mansion wasn’t hard at all since they couldn’t help but obey Mocha’s commands, though he couldn’t stop them from complaining about it. Considering the two had raped and eaten him only some hours earlier, Mocha didn’t feel too bad about enslaving them to this will, so he ignored the foul whining all the way until they entered the Royal Chambers. By then, though, he felt a tinge of guilt for the two mares.
“Ah, you fina

The Museum of Natural and Human history had a parking lot unusually large for a public building so close to the center of a major city, an official policy of which was to encourage its citizens to favor mass transportation. The cause lay in history: the Museum used to be on private property in the previous century and located more remotely with a large surrounding estate, which hadn’t all been sold off in the first transaction with the building itself, but had kept changing ownership in th

The Void. Infinity made tangible; as tangible as a quantum field gets, anyway. It’s a mystery for the ages as to why something so fundamentally empty could exert such attraction for a species of primate basically satisfied with a banana and not being eaten by a jaguar, all the way from the cave-dwellers fascinated with constellations to a class delta company recon mission to Tau Ceti. If I was a poet, like my first ex used to lie, I’d say it had something to do with the cast of heart