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Beneath the ruins of the Castle of the Two Sisters, the Tree of Harmony rested. Its crystal b,ranches sparkled, the area around it was calm and serene. However, from within the tree, its soil was in conflict. It sensed its death on the horizon. Having grown from a mere seed imbued with fragments from the souls of a group of close friends that would later be called the pillars, the tree had never considered a true end. It knew of death, of course, it was the cycle of life that the living would be born and live to old age. However, it had never felt what would be considered old age. Its power had simply grown from a sapling, its special proper

Spike whistled as he made his way along the halls of his crystal home feeling happy as any kid should be. Mother’s Day had gone off without a hitch, Twilight really enjoying her surprise and the following dinner that had followed it. He beamed, knowing it had been the perfect thank you present to give for all the caring she’d provided for him over the years. The little drawing he’d done on the side had especially made her smile. It was like old times, almost. Upon making another turn in the hall, he noticed an odd sight. Moving closer to look, he saw several crude crayon cartoons pinned on the wall. It was only on closer in

Twilight’s hooves clacked along the crystal floor as she paced back and forth, staring at the rolled up carpet. Her hoof dragged across her muzzle, and she let out a loud groan. “What do you mean you don’t like the colour!?” She stomped her hoof and looked  up at the ceiling. Several rumbles and grumbles followed. Twilight’s eye twitched. “Oh, what would you know about decorating? Your interior just screamed evil lair.” She paused, listening intently with a frown. “There nothing wrong with purple. I’m purple.” She stomped her hoof, teeth grinding. “You’re being impossib

(For proper formatting see link to Fimfiction in Description thank you)                Pinkie Pie hummed, feeling joyful as she hopped into Sugarcube Corner. Her saddle bag jingled full to the brim with all sorts of knickknacks she had got from her trip to the Sweets Meet Convention. Upon entering her favorite bakery, she saw the delightful and always welcome sight of her friends sitting around one of the big table.  “Hey girls, I’m back!”  Pinkie cheered, beaming ear to ear.                Rarity was the first to wave at the party pony as she tilted her light purple hat. “Oh, nice to see you back, Pinkie. How was

Well i’ll say one thing for sure, there are worse things to wake up to in the morning. For beside my bed, for whatever reason stood the chaotic master himself Discord, an ensemble of various animals mashed together to form nonsensical mythical being of great power.  I rub my eyes a few times, staring at the creature before me.  This couldn’t be real, had to be a dream, just wasn’t possible.   “Uh...hi?” Discord turned his head towards me, smiling deviously. “Oh why hello there, human or should I call you brony as they say hmm?” I open my mouth to speak but cut off by his lion paw. “I know your

Fluttershy slumped into her chair, taking in a slow deep breath her eyes closed as she enjoyed the diversity of smells spring brought forth from her garden.  The wind blew through her open kitchen window, causing her mane to gently sway in the breeze.  Today had been very busy for her. After having helped a few of her smaller animal friends with birth, she felt utterly exhausted.  It was always a wonderful sight to behold, but very taxing for the easily stressed pegasus.  She picked up her small tea cup from the table, taking careful sips of her herbal tea letting out a sigh as Angel brought over a snack for her. Meanwhile, hidden just out o

Rainbow Dash spun about, doing various flips through the air as she made her way along the skylines of Manehatton.  The sun was beginning to set, Dash deciding to take a quick break on a rooftop near by. Being the industrial side of town, the area around her had various chimney stacks and wire criss crossing about. “Gah can’t believe I got lost,” she grumbles, “At least the Wonderbolt show was nice.” As she sat to take a short break, her ears move about listening to the calmness that came over the evening. With most factories closed, the area was very surial.  Her glance soon spots the open skylight window, and