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“So how long do you think it will take for things to go back to normal?” Spike asked, as they stepped off the train into Ponyville proper. There was nopony in the station with them except for the janitor and some off-duty railway staff—everypony left on the morning train, they wouldn’t be back until evening. “Because it feels like you didn’t even tell me the craziest parts.”You’re not wrong. Spike had only a general idea about most things, and most of that he’d read indirectly from her.…-
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Twilight had only a single night to rest from her trip under the ocean. She slept uneasily, particularly with the tiny bar of metal under her pillow. She hadn’t ever had anything so valuable before, but considering everything riding on it, she couldn’t take the chance that something might happen.Her alarm woke her an hour before dawn, with shrill beeping that echoed through the room and caused Spike to groan and roll over. “It’s not even light yet,” Spike moaned, covering his head with his…
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Twilight had never seen this trail through the Everfree before—as a matter of fact, she was positive it didn’t exist. But considering everything else around them, a road that shouldn’t be there was the least of her worries. The forest had very little in common with the one she knew. Most of the trees towered overhead, as tall as some castles and wider across at their trunks than ten ponies standing in a line. Their leaves spread wide overhead, and their bark was dark red.“Rarity told me I…
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Twilight marched out of the otherworldly manor house, conscious of the eyes of the guards and strange ponies on her. It pained her curiosity not to go back to the party and try to meet more of its guests, but not quite so much as her fear of Thunder’s promises.Could he really hold her hostage here for a whole year, doing the terrible things he’d implied? Would Celestia tolerate it?There’s so much you didn’t tell me, Celestia. Did you really plan on waiting for me to find all this on my own?It was a…
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A few months passed. Twilight got her crown, but in general her months were quiet. Twilight still hadn’t been given anything like royal responsibilities.Twilight had to call in several favors to make the potion happen—brought in Zecora to supervise during several sections, brought in laboratory equipment and pressure vessels from the university, even borrowed a linguist from the historical department to clarify the wording of the recipe so there were no mistakes. She wasn’t willing to permit a…
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There were no venues in Ponyville large enough for the event that had been gradually constructed for Sweetie Belle. So it was that they borrowed Sweet Apple Acres, along with all the land around it.Twilight wasn’t surprised to find that Pinkie had already made arrangements for a much larger space, to her usual standards of quality and coordination. Hundreds of meters of ribbons and streamers coated the trees, with firefly lanterns so bright that nopony would long for the electricity that the farm…
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“How?” It was the first word Twilight had managed. She felt herself shaking—her bubble of silence sparked, then went out. They were plunged into the dim candlelight of the evening, with the moon shining in from above. “How can you…”“You know,” Celestia said. “The night I sent you to the graveyard. When I raise the sun a few hours from now, her pain will be over. Theirs will never end.”Someone knocked on the front door—then a familiar voice spoke. “Hello?” Rainbow pushed it open…
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Rover stared down at the ruts his cart had carved in the dirt. The awful pony’s magic had done the work of months in a single day. The Alpha would have been greatly pleased with such a find.“I can’t believe you let them go,” Spot squeaked, his voice boiling with anger. Some of that was probably with the vanishing ponies and their stolen gemstones, though some of it was at him. “We wouldn’t have had to dig for weeks!”Rover could smell the aggression in his tiny rival, and his whole body tensed…-
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Dr. Dawn Hardy, Hegemon of the human race, sat in her underwear atop the edge of an artificial waterfall overlooking Recreation Area Seven. One arm rested on bare knees covered in freckles, letting the holofield projector set into the bracelet fill the area in front of her with readouts. Half a dozen little windows floated in the air, alternating between camera footage, maintenance information, historical logs, and a few active terminals.“Midir Outlook Relay transfer returns complete,” said Core, its…
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Flynn woke up.Immediately he was assaulted with strange details—his image of the world, which had served him through his short years, was now presenting him with error. Nothing felt right, and for a long time it was all he could do to lay there twitching, as he tried to wrap his head around what had happened to him. I’m having another fit, he thought. The nurses must’ve messed up my medication again. I just have to wait until it wears off.Though he could perceive very little except for something soft…-
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