The Paradise Inn, on some nights, became a theater of sorts. If only all the Drama happened in the stories they told.

Applejack dug a hole. Sometimes small holes are deep, she figures.

You are a light bulb

As humans know, the darkside of the moon is always there, even if you can't see it.

One let her star burn, and the other danced over it

A mare looks through old memories. - Oneshot

After the Changeling invasion, there are more peices left to be picked up then one figures.