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Trixie glanced down at her food tray. She’s only eaten half of it. Just enough to quiet her hunger, which wasn’t much. Her mind simply had too much to process. Why did Princess Luna care more for a simple barrier than Storm Ring’s plan? That question weighed on Trixie’s mind and she couldn’t think of anything else. She hoped that Princess Luna returned soon. At the very least, she could put her mind at ease. With the stress building to panic, she decided that she needed to meditate. She often meditated whenever she felt overly stressed but she wasn’t certain that she was doing it properly. She always fel

Trixie glanced down at her food tray. She’s only eaten half of it. Just enough to quiet her hunger, which wasn’t much. Her mind simply had too much to process. Why did Princess Luna care more for a simple barrier than Storm Ring’s plan? That question weighed on Trixie’s mind and she couldn’t think of anything else. She hoped that Princess Luna returned soon. At the very least, she could put her mind at ease. With the stress building to panic, she decided that she needed to meditate. She often meditated whenever she felt overly stressed but she wasn’t certain that she was doing it properly. She always fel

The morning sun shone through the window and onto an empty bed. Normally, the bright rays would stir a sleeping pony. This time, just as the past week, no pony slept in the bed. She stared out the window again, lost in a stream of thoughts that brought both hope and shame. “Ugh,” Scootaloo said, “I have to stop this.” She glanced outside the window and waved at one of her best friends. Apple Bloom walked down the road and glanced up to Scootaloo’s window. She stopped in her tracks when she spotted the orange pony. “Hey there, Scoots,” she shouted. Scootaloo opened the window and said, “Wha

 Just one last tree and this row will be done. Applejack lifted her rear legs and gave the apple tree a buck causing apples to fall into the buckets. She smiled as she looked over the orchard of her home, Sweet Apple Acres. There was still much more work to do, and the sun was about to set. 'I best not get myself too far behind,' Applejack thought. She gathered the few stray apples that missed the buckets and loaded the buckets onto the cart. Those buckets were heavy. It made her mad that her big brother, Big Macintosh, could carry three full buckets on his back, while she could only manage one at a time. 'Not today big brother.' She grunte

 "Um, is it ready?" Fluttershy was pacing anxiously around Rarity's sewing room eagerly waiting her surprise for Rainbow Dash to be finished. The white unicorn could only laugh, "Almost finished. You still have yet to tell me why you need such a gaudy thing." Fluttershy looked down slightly embarrassed, "well, my cheering is too weak, so I thought if Rainbow Dash could see how much I support her it would make up for it." "Well, given the thought you put into this, I'm certain she will appreciate it." Rarity continued to sew and then after a few minutes, "there, it is finally finished." "Yay," Fluttershy hugged Rarity, "thank you very

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Unable to help himself, Thomas turned and began running as fast as he could. "How could I be so stupid," he whispered between pants. The corridor stretched before him, almost taunting any chance of escape. Lightning flash through the arched windows providing some light to go by. Still, Thomas kept running. The taunting corridor was far better than the horror that chased him. Another flash of lightning blinded him and he tumbled over a chair. That was when he heard it. Heard even through the thundering of his heart. That sound. "Where are you?" He scrambled to his feet. This corridor had to lead somewhere, and it wasn't long before he f