Baby Spike

Trixie's Cutie Mark: This may sound weird, but I think her cutie mark is fascinating and simple at the same time. I upendo the colors, a light mix of blue.

Sunset Shimmer's Cutie Mark: Her cutie mark represents her very good. The colors go well together, because they are the same colors as her mane, too. The suns' rays are wavy, just like Celestia's.

Zecora's Cutie Mark: Zecora's cutie mark is well detailed. The swirl represents the her personality well, and it looks as if a mark that a pundamilia, punda milia would have. It looks like it represents her oddness and her reasonableness.

Sea Swirl's Cutie Mark: I love...

The last solstice

Chapter 16: The first step


The first ten dakika were one of the most awkward moments Nocturnal Mirage has ever experienced. Since he entered the sanctuary of the solar Princess, none of them alisema a word to each other. Celestia lay on the sofa immovably, observing the stallion with penetrating eyes and mild inquiry. The delirious, weird flame has disappeared from her purple iris, only now Mirage could acknowledge how all-pervading the alicorn’s look truly is. He felt like he’s staring into a deep well with crystal clear water on the bottom. The Princess’ aura was much...

The three all turned, and looked at the big room they had been lead too. It was fairly open and empty, almost like an theater room. At one end of the room, there were six square vats, each one nearly full with individual Spectra. Above them was a peculiar looking machine. From a central stack, six hoses broke off and lead above each of the individual vats. At the juu of the stack was a single opening, red with rust despite the rest of the machine to be shiny and clean. Even further above that was a fairly complex looking object, with chains and gears hanging off of beams and pipes loosely....

Wheels of Evil – Part 5


Lyra comes nyumbani late. au early. It depends on the point of view. Bon-Bon waits for her. She's sitting in the armchair. Lyra tries to sneak inside. She’s evading the objects carefully in the dark. Bon-Bon turns on the light. The unicorn winces and twinkles. Shields her eyes with her hoof.

“Where were you?” Bon-Bon asks coldly. She pierces her sky blue eyes into Lyra’s.

The turquoise gppony, pony looks back at her. Doesn’t give an answer. Her kanzu, koti is bristled up. She doesn’t look like herself.

“I was just… joyriding…” Lyra finally speaks. Her voice is distant....