Quite Probably the Worst Three Stories I've Ever Written, Which I Hope You Downvote Excessively, Because, Really, They Stink That Much, And I'm Sorry For All the Creatures Whom I Inflicted Them Upon. Please Don't Unfollow Me.

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The Horizon

Why are you reading this? It's invisible. I mean, I know knowledge of the fact that there is more text here isn't hard to come by, considering there's this giant blank space and a cursory glance at the table of contents shows this chapter to be much longer than three words. So, since you, dear reader, probably have found this, let me use it to tell a story.

Once upon a time there was a pony princess named Twilight Sparkle, and the princess like plumbs. Not plums, the fruits. Plumbs. She was fascinated, absolutely fascinated by vertical strings. She also liked flying kites with her brother, in fact she sang whole song about it shortly before he got married. So I guess she liked string in general. But one day she was swinging on the swing on her crystal castle swing set, and the string that was holding up her swing snapped, and she fell and bonked her head and died. A real tragedy. But this was not the end for our heroine. No. Thanks to her heroin chrystal (empire) meth addiction (Hey, running a kingdom is stressful, okay? And honestly, what do you think the crystal empire actually exports? Snow? Well, sort of.), the pony mafia came over to her crystal tree castle to collect the money she owed them. But they found her dead with a bump on her head. This saddened them greatly. It also rhymed. They all cried over her dead body lying in the dirt under the swing set with the broken swing, and they cried quite a lot. Their tears mixed with the dirt and became mud. Because this is a fairy tale bad fanfic or something and I can deus ex machina all I want, it turns out that the dirt had magical healing powers, but because of the severe drought the area was currently going through (Probably Discord's fault), the castle grounds staff (The guy Fluttershy was a jerk to in "Putting Your Hoof Down") only watered the lawn near the dirt beneath the swing set at night, and honestly, how often do you wander around playgrounds at two in the morning? That's hella creepy. So no one had ever realized that this dirt had healing powers and that water was the activating chemical. That might be the reagent or something, I don't know; it's been a long time since I stumbled through magic chemistry. So any way, the dirt turns into mud, and it starts to sparkle and stuff, and the mob is really freaked out. Like, really. They start running around while screaming like little fillies, which is appropriate because they actually are all eight to eleven. The pony mafia's been recruiting lately. You got to start them off young, am I right? So the Princess Twilight Sparkle, whose middle name is Horizon, by the way, sees all these girls hovering over her, amazed. They aren't hovering over anypony else, just over the Horizon. And she sits up, amazed to be alive again, all thanks to this magical mud. She stands up, surrounded by school fillies she owes money to, and walks to the front entrance of her castle, opens the door, gets on the floor, and everypony walks the dinosaur.