Hate and love are not opposites.

Rarity's creative inspiration is Ponyville's future headache.

Rarity and Applejack put the romance in necromancy.

If Rarity saved half her meals to feed to the fairies so she could stay pretty, Sweetie Belle wasn't going to argue. Rarity was always right, after all.

Apple Bloom communicates with the dead, more or less.

When the leaves turn golden and crisp, fried by the Summer Sun to a tender perfection, Twilight Sparkle discovers something even MORE alarming than whatever was up with the pegasi in the previous fic.

Our Goddess has told us we will finally reach the surface today, after nearly a thousand years' wait. As her Prophet, I will be the first to see the sun again. I can only hope Equestria is still up there.

Rumor has it that there's a very intriguing painting on display at the Canterlot Art Museum. It's attracted the affluent, the famous, the critics... and the attention of the authorities investigating the elite patrons' disappearances.

It has been a trying day for Octavia. Unfortunately, the sun's barely risen, Vinyl fell asleep at the kitchen table, and Octavia's coffee has the audacity to be decaf.

Apple Bloom knows that one thing, above all, is inevitable. And it isn't death. Not quite.

Reaching your greatest potential has its cost.

Alicorns are immortal. Everypony knows that.

They say Princess Cadance and Shining Armor are still searching for their missing daughter.

Every time Luna falls asleep, her lover vanishes. Every morning, she must find who he's replaced.

The Solar Corporation would like to remind all employees that the incident involving Fiddlesticks and Lightning Dust was an isolated one, and would like to direct all further inquiries to their Incident Help Desk for an appropriately timely response.