MadHauk

The sun sets beneath the trees and twilight gathers as I walk through the cursed old forest on my way to the abandoned cabin. My abandoned cabin. It has not been mine for long, and I have visited it only once before, but every step of the path is printed in my memory. The image of every stone, root and tree is burned into my inner eye since i ran in frantic panic back to the road the last time I was here. I learned about the cabins existence - and the fact that I apparently owned it - only two weeks ago. --- I received a letter from the county department. The letter informed me that they were damming up a river and needed my permission to

Sonnet for Vanellope According to the laws you should never be; and you so declare, ‘the law is wrong!’ Your right to exist, you proudly decree, is proven in fold by your race car’s song. Tho freakishly annoying you certainly are, a rude unclean brat with sticky-sweet hair. That thing you are racing is hardly a car, was it not for my medal I never would care. But we are both outcasts, both shunned by the masses; tho so very different, we seek a common end; and while the law chase us with sables and fasces, you’re the very first one I can call my friend. So here we two are, annoying glitch and fat bum, but as long a

Part Seven: The Cave All of Pinkies fear disappeared the moment she realized she had finally found what she was looking for. She trotted happily further into the cave and took in its unfathomable size. At first glance the cave looked natural, made fully out of the same stone as the surrounding mountain, but Pinkie soon noticed that what she had assumed were stalagmites and stalactites joined together over time were actually constructed pillars spread in an intricate pattern throughout the cave. Each pillar was as thick as a big house at the base, and when Pinkie studied then closer she could make out chiseled hieroglyphs covering the pillar

Part Six: The Nameless City Pinkie Pie hugged Carrot Top goodbye and thanked her once again both for saving her life and for showing her the way to the city she was seeking. Then she bounced happily into the sunrise with renewed energy, now that her quest once again seemed promising. As she approached the city she could start to make out a huge stone wall and towers and spires sticking up behind it. It was hard to tell the size of the city from this distance, but Pinkie judged it could not be much smaller than Canterlot, although not as tall. When she got closer she saw a big wooden gate, apparently reinforced by unicorn-magic. Strangely en

Part Five: High Up and Low Down Now that the sun was shining high in the sky, the path out of the forest was fairly easy to find. Opal and Pinkie Pie were walking side by side, talking about everyday topics ranging from the weather, their friends back in Ponyville and Equestrian history, a subject of which Opal seemed to have indepletable knowledge. Soon however, they reached the end of the forest, and Opal had to turn back. The cat pointed out the mountain Pinkie would be aiming for, and gave her some advice and word of caution about the trip. "You will not want to climb the mountain in the dark," he warned her. "Not only will that make t

Part Three: Of Dogs and Cats. For some reason, going back was always much easier than going away. It was as if an invisible force was always dragging her towards the little town she called home. She was still set on finding the old castle and the lost treasure, but she couldn't just ignore the current situation in order to achieve her own goals. If the treasure had been hidden for thousands of years like Twilight said, then surly it would wait for a few more hours, or even days. Pinkie was not absolutely sure what she was going to do with the whole Diamond Dog business though. She clearly couldn't just ignore it, and risk Rarity's cat, Opal

Part Four: The Painting on the Wall Pinkie Pie told Opalescence everything. About her dream, the legend Twilight had told her about, and her resolve to look for clues in the old Princess castle deep in the Everfree forest. Opal listened in silence for all the time it took Pinkie to tell her story, but when she finally finished he could not help letting out a laugh. "Well, that was not exactly what I expected to hear from a pony. I honestly didn't know that old myth would have been remembered by anypony any longer, except perhaps for the Princesses, but I happen to have heard it. I was a student of Pony lore before I moved to Ponyville to se

Part Two: The forest On a normal day, Pinkie would have waited until the next day before entering the forest, to be able to start off earlier and get more hours of sunlight. On a normal day, Pinkie would certainly not have gone alone. She would have conferred her plans with her friends, and happily suffered through all five different speeches about how her plan was reckless, idiotic or simply a waste of time, but today was not a normal day. She knew beyond a doubt that every hour mattered, she didn't really know why or how it mattered, but it did! And so she trotted directly from Twilight's library, straight through Ponyville, past Fluttersh