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Dissonant

Twilight Sparkle beamed in great, horribly feigned delight. Continue reading →

Applejack blinked, holding the bucket in her mouth, and set it down so she could speak to her surprise guest. Continue reading →

“It’s like… there are no rules!” said Lyra, entranced. Continue reading →

A hoofbeat sounded, in the hallway. Continue reading →

Lyra felt illicit, as she walked toward the park, kicking autumn leaves up with her dainty hooves. Continue reading →

Lyra’s horn glowed as she opened the door to Town Hall—or, rather, opened the door from Town Hall. Continue reading →

Two little ponies trotted down the path. Continue reading →