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In a time so long ago it felt like someone else's life, a very young Ocellus had once wondered what it would be like if a race other than ponies had inherited the magic. While traveling through Canterlot as a young changeling, she was in awe of everything that ponies had built. What could her people have done with so much magic? Now on the homeworld of the Zecrin, Ocellus received an answer to that question. The sacred palace was unlike any structure she had ever seen. Even the orbital stations built high…-
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Ocellus watched nervously out the sides of the ship's windows. They'd been sitting on the landing pad for over an hour, watching as the strange aliens paced around them. Of course, in her last few years at Twilight's School of Friendship and Naval Academy, Ocellus had seen her fair share of other races. Most common were the human beings who had made first contact with Equestria shortly after the failed changeling invasion. But they had images transmitted of other species. Yet none resembled these…
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In retrospect, Silverstream thought they probably should’ve just flown up to the border station and asked for permission. But she wasn’t the Fortuna’s captain, and anyway Gallus had seemed so sure they could just land…Now they were learning the hard way that he’d been a little too optimistic.The bridge of the Fortuna used the same modified human design as all of Equestria’s starships (all two of them), with a round section of stations around the captain’s chair in the middle, and the far wall…
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As far as Twilight had believed, all the hard work would end as soon as they signed the treaty and settled in as proper members of the Stellar Compact. Everything would be perfect from then on: the Enti would probably surrender the instant they heard about it, since they were so terrified about the new alliance. The conquering warlords would return to their domain, and all the galaxy would be safe and peaceful forever. It would be perfect.Unfortunately for her, that reality existed only in her imagination,…
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It happened less than two hours later. Twilight and her friends weren’t anywhere close to being done being amazed by impossible-seeming structures that the Compact had built, at least not until they saw the council chamber.It seemed to be suspended in space itself, below the massive chunk of not-planet and yet not quite severed from it. The chamber itself was easily as large as all Canterlot Castle, with shimmering protective fields that they were told were not magic.“Magic lets you do some things we…
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Twilight rose in time with the slight jolt of the Celestia’s Grace as they finally settled into place, landing struts extended. The rumble of their engines faded into the distance, and for a moment they were left in silence.Out the windows all around them, she could see the landing field. A field was exactly what it looked like, with a soft purple grass punctuated with gray flowers. Or… maybe she just didn’t have the right senses to appreciate the color. “This is the capital of the galaxy?”…
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After Twilight’s elevation to Alicorn, it was rare indeed for anything to make her feel small. In a single moment of power, she’d gone from an average unicorn to a princess whose magical powers would be told about in stories for generations to come, standing taller than most ponies in Equestria. She had used that power to defend her world, fighting alongside her pony friends and eventually many other creatures as well, all united against those who would oppose harmony. She had even dared to think that…
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Sweetie was there for her younger self the moment she first stepped into Lucid's Dream. She kept the filly model, along with her old mane style. When you were a copy, you needed everything you could get to differentiate yourself.At first she spent only a few minutes awake at a time, with Sweetie following a few steps behind her and monitoring everything she did. That saved her more than once, since Sweetie could step in and use a few commands to stop her mind from spiraling out of control.Nopony in the…-
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Sweetie paced around her virtual workspace, squinting down at the pony projected there. Many blocks of data floated in the air before her, connecting in a strange weave of interleaving lines, connections, and pulsing shapes. Every now and then she lit up her horn, slicing through something, or reconnecting something to another area.Behind the projection she had a large display, far larger than anything even Rarity could afford in the real world. On it was another mental pattern, one exceptionally familiar…
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Sweetie Belle had little experience with funerals. After her first, she was content to keep that number as low as possible for the rest of her life. This was by far the worst—never before had she stuck around until the very end. She couldn't just be a passive participant in this one—almost everypony in the room wanted to talk to her and Scootaloo, even if it was just for a few moments."You're a hero," said a hundred ponies, a hundred different ways. "We heard what you did." "Brought her up from…
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