Shining Armor and Cadance are ready for the coming storm, a little Flurry Heart headed their way. Still, a nice, peaceful day isn't too much to ask for, is it?

The Grand Galloping Gala was no place for a troll.

Where darkness hides, and dreams breath life, we come like shadows in the night. When ponies dream, and the moon is bright, I am a mystery, just out of sight. If you glimpse me, don't take fright. For I am a Specter, of the night.

Twilight has a problem, not that she'll admit it. Spike has a solution, not that she'll listen.

I was always there. In tough times, in happy times, I was always there. Now they're gone, and now... you're gone.

Loss is as much a part of life as breathing itself. Now the Apples lay down another member of their family unto their orchard.

Moondancer receives an invitation to an event, and by royalty even. The real challenge? Inviting a certain somepony to come along.

I just wanted to have fun at the fair. But apparently the universe had other ideas. Now it's life or death to fulfill a contract I didn't sign.

The shops are closed, and Sweetie doesn't have a present for Rarity yet! But Pinkie Pie is here to save the day...

Somewhat short vignettes featuring Twilight and Sunset.

A whole contest dedicated to snuggling? And everypony is going to be there? Sign me up!

Moving to a new place and finding a place to settle down is hard.

Writing for the weekly magazine, The Mustang, is a pretty sweet job. Of course, that all gets turned on its head when Mr. Quick Sell slams my door open, having something special in mind for me. "Horseapples."

Orders are given. The Boreal War begins.

Fallen into a new world, Twilight must learn to survive in this inhospitable land. Though she will not be alone.