I only meant to stay a while
**Preface** I am Brightspark, formerly head of the Transfiguration department at Canterlot University, and since my retirement, it has fallen to me to serve as the family historian and genealogist. I can think of no better way to spend it than by...
Mymerian
The wind howled outside as she watched him put on his war-gear. 'Please don't go, it's too dangerous!' she begged, pacing on the spot 'I'm sorry Floreat, but orders are orders. Besides, we have four princesses, plus Discord! We stand a decent chance!...
Division
**Letter to Princess Celestia from Mark Robertson** Dear Princess Celestia, Firstly, I want to thank you for the excellent advice you gave me in your last letter. Winter and I have been dating since autumn, and I couldn't be happier. She had felt...
Gzalzi vaberzarita maaszi
'By Malacath's toenails it's cold! I don't know how you can stand it, S'fara.' 'Well, I do have a big furry bear to keep me warm.' S'fara was indeed sitting in Folcwine's lap, his bearskin cloak wrapped around them both. They were several miles...
A song of sixpence
Sums, sums sums. It is tax season again, and I spent all yesterday evening at my work desk pouring over invoices, sales receipts and bank statements. I had so much to do that I even ate my dinner at my desk. 'The king was in his counting...
Accroches-toi a ton reve
It seems I am not disappointed in my hopes for summer. Last Sunday was Summer sun Sunday, the official start to summer, and already things are looking up. A fortnight ago I attended the annual Calligraphers' Guild meeting and awards. After three years...
Sigyn min sigewif: Beginnan
**Okay, I don't like putting Author notes in stories, but for these I think I must.The title of this story is in Englisc (Old English) and translates to "Sigyn (Norse godess, google her) my sigewif" (again something you can google). The subtitle of...
Ar hyd y nos
**Journal entry of Mark Robertson (continued)** I am writing this at three in the morning by the soft light of my desk lamp. Why, you ask? Because Winter and I are now the parents of two adorable little foals. And we have just got them back to sleep,...
A Special Hearts & Hooves day
Stormbolt Strike, a dark grey Pegasus colt, was bidding a final goodbye to his parents just outside the entrance to Cloudsdale junior flight camp. ' Be good, and work hard!' his mother said. ' I will mum, I'm going to win the competition for sure!'...
The Varo Correspondences Vol.1
_4E 214_ _7th of Rain's Hand_ To the chairman , and my esteemed colleagues of the Imperial council of healers, I am writing to let you know I arrived in Falkreath safely. At the border, I was met by a dryht, or comitatus led by...
Orcn?as Ond Fæder
The sound of the toilet flushing told Floreat that it was somewhere between half-six and seven O'clock in the morning. Marvelling at her sons bizarre ability to wake up so early only on weekends, she folded the bed-clothes off herself and climbed out...
Hlaalu and Rynandor
17th of Last Seed 4E 201 7pm, near Helgen Rynandor sat by the fire, reflecting on the days events when the sound of a snapped branch made him turn and rise with the speed and grace that only an Altmer had. 'Wait! Please, don't attack!'...