“Golly,” said a small voice, and Luna looked down into dull red eyes the exact colour of blood. A filly smiled up at her, no more than ten years old. “Who are you?”

My name was Sparkler. I was a pony with dreams and goals and ambitions. What am I now? A pebble rattles at the other end of the alley and my head jerks upright. Nothing visible. But then they never are, are they? Not until it’s too late.

When Cheerilee sees Treehugger teaching Rumble yoga in the park, she knows it's her duty as his teacher to step in. After all, there are impressionable minds at stake!

Rainbow Dash was beautiful, the most beautiful pony to be born in a century — and so her fate was sealed. Beauty must be sacrificed, and so Rainbow Dash must die.

Celestia and Twilight discuss their love lives over tea and toast. It goes about as well as you might expect.

A world with no alicorns is a world with no hope. But after years of searching, Sunburst might finally have found a little patch of sunlight.

His school is running low on funds, and Chancellor Neighsay is in a bind. A certain silver-tongued, silver-maned stallion claims to have the answer.

Lil' Cheese lost his Mommy, and he will stop at nothing to find her - unfortunately for Pudding, the hostage negotiator in charge of untangling this mess.

When Strawberry Sunrise was eight years old, she watched as the sun blinked. It vanished for exactly four seconds, and Strawberry knew she had just seen the end of the world.

Anon is a hero. He killed those bunnies with his bare fists! So why is Lyra looking at him like that -- like he did something bad?

Cozy Glow intends to show her new friends exactly how pony holidays should be celebrated.

Rainbow Dash is on a spaceship, and everything and everypony is sus.

Sweetie Belle looked into the infinite blackness of the void and sighed.

Rarity’s eyes were shut, and the velvety darkness behind her eyelids was soft and comforting as Opalescent’s fur. The only sound was the crackling of the logs on the fire, and the only sensation the delicious rise and fall of her marefriend’s chest.

You stand at the water's edge. Feeling the waves sucking at your feet. You think of her. When do you not? With her wings and her spiral horn. Her crown and her kingdom. She is everything you aren’t.