Quassus-Verecundus

 Gloom had settled over the library, like a thick fog, choking off hopeful arguments and invalidating pleasant memories.  None had spoken since Twilight and Applejack had stood, and left in an unspoken attempt to perhaps find hope for their friend, Rainbow Dash, in the form of Fluttershy.  Neither put voice to it, but they were both mulling over similar doubts.  They had not heard from either Fluttershy, or Pinkie Pie, who had gone in search of the shy pegasus pony, in well over two days.   The silence was intimidating.  Oppressive, even, it was as if the whole of Ponyville knew something was amiss.  The two stared as they continued onward

Luna was excited and yet angry at the same time; her sister, Celestia, had given her absolutely no warning, and no information pertaining to what she was supposed to do.  She had simply woken her up and shipped her off to Ponyville, saying that she was needed there more than at the castle.  All at such an early hour, too!  The princess now sat in the airborne carriage, disgruntled and still half-asleep, almost completely unaware of her surroundings.  Not that she cared much; Celestia rarely let her out of the castle, always telling her things like  " she was unprepared for modern times " and " just wait, dear sister, once I have time I will s

Shy Awakening with an astounded squeak, the Pegasus sat up in her bed and looked around her room. Shivering in the dark, she realized she was covered in sweat and cold at the same time. Blinking slowly she sank back into her bed and sighed softly. The nightmare she had was a familiar one, one that had been returning with increasing frequency over the past few weeks. Slowly but surely she realized it was beginning to have an impact on her life, she became even more reserved and quiet than she usually was, and was detaching herself from her friends for fear of the nightmare coming true. Trembling, she got a grip on herself and pushed the nigh

Shy Her mind reeling and wings pumping furiously, Rainbow Dash sped away from the clearing.  'It can't be.  I don't believe it, I… WON'T believe it!  Fluttershy wouldn't be like that!  Not for me. '  She tumbled onto a cloud and lay on her back, staring at the sky above her.  'I think I love you…. '  The words kept echoing around her mind and with an enraged cry she tried to push them away.  She didn't want to believe, wouldn't believe that it was true.  It had to be a joke.  She laughed nervously, lodging the idea, a joke!  Fluttershy hadn't really been one for jokes before, so she had to be trying to cover up for something.  The

With this change,    A life, defected. Out of my range,    A face, reflected. What has this come to,   Why can't I see The beauty kept hidden   Among the debris. This flower of doubt,   So pretty, and sad. We'd be nowhere without,   Our flower, clad In a veil of shadows,   A cloak of wonder. Its petals, the clouds,   Its roots are the thunder. It's for this which I hunger,   For victory I lust. This flower of shadow   Our victory, a must. A triumph of light,   Darkness forgotten The end of the fight   A flower, now rotten. I hope we remember,   For ages to come What we had forgotten,   What we now, hav