March my little rainbow sheep army! Today we achieve world domination!
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The Bringing of the Sun"Princess?" the little purple filly whispered, wincing as she heard another crack of thunder outside the window.The Bringing of the Sun by Jaida857
"Yes dear?" Princess Celestia replied. "And remember, you can call me Celestia when we're alone."
Celestia noticed Twilight was shivering, most likely a result of her fear instead of the temperature. The alicorn used her wing to gently tuck the filly into her side, blanketing her in the soft white feathers.
"Okay, Celestia? Why is there sometimes thunder at night?"
"Well my student, thunder is the sound that lightning makes, which is the flashes of light we see right before we hear it. The different charges collect in opposite parts of the cloud. When there are enough of them, we see a bolt of lightning flash between them, or even to the ground. It makes the air heat up, which is why we hear the sound. I think we have a book on thunder and lightning somewhere in the library... I'll have someone find it for you tomorrow."
The candlelight flickered around the secluded corner o
I'm Nothing SpecialI'm nothing special. I'm human.I'm Nothing Special by Jaida857
I'm just an ordinary person with a creative mind. I enjoy twisting words and exercising their meanings. Every night I dream of endless possibilities.
But I'm nothing special. Why? Because it's all been done before. I'm not creating new words, I'm only reusing old ones in new ways. There's nothing unique here.
I try to speak my mind through words, but there are none to describe it. My mind is the only unique thing about me, other than my genes. Those cannot be done justice by words alone. Have you ever tried to describe your conscious? Have you ever been satisfied with the results?
The things I do are nothing special, and neither am I. I'm just a regular human being living my life day by day, trying to offer what I can to the world.
ImperfectionI don't think anyone SHOULD be perfect.Imperfection by Jaida857
Being perfect means you have nothing left to learn, and therefore no one can learn from you.
Late Night Pony ChatBookLover17 is now onlineLate Night Pony Chat by Jaida857
Cupcakes is now online
BookLover17: Hello Pinkie. Is it just the two of us here so far?
Cupcakes: Hey Twilight! I just logged on, I don't think any of our friends are on yet. Oh, this is so super duper fun! We can all talk without being in the same place!
BookLover17: Yes, it's a very useful communication tool. Rather ingenious, if I do say so myself.
AngelBunny is now online
Cupcakes: Hey Flutters!
AngelBunny: Oh, hello Pinkie, Twilight. It's nice to be able to talk to you this late at night.
BookLover17: This could really come in handy the next time I visit Canterlot. It'll be much faster than sending letters back and forth through Spike.
Cupcakes: Yay, this means we can keep in touch more!
BookLover17: Yes, that's what I just said Pinkie. Although Spike is reading over my shoulder, and he doesn't seem too pleased that I won't need him for instant communication.
AngelBunny: Oh no, d