Blueshift2k5

"I still can't believe how crazy today was!" Twilight Sparkle blew a tuft of hair away from her eyes as she surveyed the clean-up effort currently on-going across Canterlot. Though the Changeling army had been driven from that hallowed city, the damage was still intense. All around ponies worked hard to tidy away piles of rubble and put out small fires amongst the wreckage. Twilight turned to her brother who was silently scanning over a set of building plans whilst watching the repair efforts, doing his best to remain stoic but more importantly, ignoring her. She gave him a friendly smack to the back of the head with her hoof. He still did n

"You seem to be drifting, Lyra." The words continued to echo in Lyra's mind as she slumped against her sofa, slurping down the remains of a week-old bottle of soda. Drifting. That was what Davenport had said to her almost five months ago now when he'd noticed she had been sitting on the same bench in the park every day for the past four weeks. First thing in the morning until late afternoon, she had curled up on her favourite seat and watched the world go by, reliving happier times. Then she would go home, plant her hindquarters in the worn dimple in her favourite sofa, and spend the rest of the evening alone. It wasn't a bad life, by any me

Star Swirl did not merely walk to the Great Hall, she swaggered. Word obviously spread through the palace fast, and everywhere she walked she received a respectful nod or a courteous bow. Her strides were confident and powerful, her head was held high, her chest puffed out. The buzz she felt from such adoration was almost addictive, causing a heart swell of pride at every unicorn who acknowledged her superiority. Clover was faring less well. The slightly smaller mare was scrambling along the castle corridors in an attempt to keep up with Star Swirl's strides, hampered by the dress she wore which kept tangling around her hooves and tripping h

"It's ah… just up here Mr Swirl!" Star Swirl stood back as the guard heaved her wooden cart up the narrow spiral staircase that seemed to stretch up forever. There were clatters and bangs and several items looked like they were about to topple off. Every so often, something looked like it would fall, and Star Swirl had to deftly rush up the stairs to balance the runaway item back on top. "Could you uh, could you not use your magic to teleport it?" The guard's voice was strained. Star Swirl could see that the guard had enveloped the cart in a weak magical field to aid with the lifting, but was having to pull most of it by hoof. "There'