Paradise Lost

My room was quiet for the moment. I had just finished typing out my prior entry and had set it aside. But the catharsis of having finished documenting a very notable day was quickly...

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A Farewell to Sunny Shores

Our time in Cantercun continued. Day by day, almost nothing but good times. Good food, good company, good music, good scenery. But even times of times of relaxation can have...

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Cracking the Code

Time is running out... Just tonight at the strike of midnight, the staff of Ponyville Hospital forwarded the current condition of our dear friend to us. Just this evening, his physical integrity began to spiral downward at a frightening rate. At such...

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Follow the Rainbow

Being a Sunday, there was not much I could say about the start. Breakfast was tasty and Scootaloo was invited by Button Mash to join up with him, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom at the...

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A Winter Wonderland

A hot shower did help after waking up so forlorn that morning. And I had to lightly reprimand myself while looking into the mirror afterwards. I could not get too hung up on a...

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A Cage of Gilded Tears

Shortly after finishing up my prior journal entry, I decided it would be a good time to head back up to the Ivory Palace to see if Celestia had any new tasks for me. I knew that she was...

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Guys Night Out

Today started like any other day. At least for a Sunday. Things were quiet with Scootaloo sleeping in like she does on weekends. I guess that little sparkplug wears herself out during...

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Dream Fight

Funnily enough, the most memorable part of this day was the dream I had before awakening. Upon settling in for sleep at the end of the previous day, I found myself floating through what...

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Chapter 3

I have been dreading this day all week... It feels like it was so long ago when I last saw him alive. Today is the day we...say goodbye one last time. I looked myself in the mirror. Almost noon. I looked so tired... I keep dreaming about him... And...

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Rekindling the Smoldering Embers

It has been roughly three weeks since Gladesong was born. While it has not been an entirely easy transition, it has certainly not been quite as arduous as I was expecting. I suppose...

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A Shift in Normalcy

I looked at the clock on the wall as I set aside my prior journal entry It was several hours off compared to where we likely were out over the ocean after departing Capricorn...

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Set Sail For the Forbidden Fruit

There is a certain amusement to be had in finishing my previous journal entry only for another eventful day to follow as soon as I left my typewriter. Almost immediately after I...

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