2+2=5. That's the truth, because that's what Celestia said. 2+2=5.

I was pretty happy with my life. Then I got a filly. Now... I'm not so sure.

Everypony wants to fall in love, right?

It's been a while since Applejack's written to the Princess.

On a night made hazy by copious mugs of cider, Fluttershy remembers the words she hates to hear.

Octavia dyes her marefriend's mane.

My name is Celeste and I am eleven years old. I like sunshine and winter and glitter and cotton candy and fairy tales. I live with my little sister Luna and I am the queen of Equestria.

At one time, the Elements of Harmony were needed to wield powerful magic in order to bring order to Equestria. Luckily, they've become obsolete.

Button dashes for Dash, but gets his heart dashed.

Coco Pommel gets her cutie mark. She's happy. Of course she's happy.

I am the night. Ego sum nocte. I am the bleakness of the cold, the uncertainty of dark’s shield, all that is fear and mystery. I am enchantingly elegant. I do not belong here.

This is a story of Twila Sparks and Trixie. Of light and dark. Of love and loss.

Luna's not exactly the type for 'holiday spirit'. Celestia's doing her best to change that.