Grace and Equestria Ref

O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed, Happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.

 Begin Again  is an Incomplete side-story to Fallout Equestria, and unofficial sequel to the Bible, written by the runaway. It can be read here, and ignored anywere else. 

They say war never changes... Edit

But we would have carried our torch out into the wastes, and put it to the horizon, reigniting our country's dawn. We would have stamped out the fires that still lapped at the edges of its flag, swept away the ashes of old cities, and taken apart those quiet engines of war, to leave the earth as it was to those three pioneer tribes, and write our names into new scripture​. We would not only have changed war... we would have destroyed it, scouring it from even the hollow places, from the empty spaces between the stars. War... would be no more.

But they spoiled it, and planted a bullet in place of our seed.

If only any of us had seen it then. If only we had known our history:
Known that, in the end, a bullet and a seed are not so different.
After all... every war has to start somewhere.


Grace is Gone Edit

Neon shines, through smoky eyes tonight / It's 2 a.m. / I'm drunk again / And it's heavy on my mind

Everything falls out of place, and one mare turns her back on the light at the end of the tunnel.

The Dead Flag Blues Edit

You grabbed my hand / And we feel into it / Like a daydream / Or a fever

Grace tries her best to make a friend, while holding them at gunpoint.  


So I run to the Lord, please hide me Lord / Don't you see me praying? / Don't you see me down here praying?

Grace stumbles onto a glass chessboard, and starts the game. The white knight moves first. 

Frontier PsychiatristEdit

Lie down on the couch / What does that mean? / You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut! 

Grace is ferried out of Hell. But Charon doesn't make change. 

No Church in the WildEdit

What's a mob to a King? / What's a King to a God? / What's a God to a nonbeliever who don't believe in anything?

The girls roll up their sleeves, and do some repairs! Caliber puts another nail into the coffin, while Grace tries to reimagine it as a coffee table.   

Beggar in the MorningEdit

She said: Hello I'm a monster too / What poisons me is what poisons you / Into these animals we grew / 'But when we were young... our eyes were blue.

Hell lives up to its name. Damascus tightens the leash. The girls make like Fluttershy, and leave. 

Grace and Caliber

We may capsize, but we won't drown. Hold each other as the sun goes down.


Gravedigger / When you dig my grave / Could you make it shallow? / So that I can feel the rain 

The bishop joins the party! Unfortunately, she turns out to be a bit of a wallflower. 

April ShowersEdit

March winds and April Showers / Make way for sweet May flowers / And then comes June, a Moon and You

Old MacDonald had a farm.

Overnight CelebrityEdit

Your looking good, girl, you ought to be in pictures / Listen to me, I see your career going sky high

The girls are gone. Grace makes a speech and a name for herself.  

So Much for EveryoneEdit

Now I'm vicious with apetite / sobering half a mind / dripping with stolen wine / awoken by something I dreamt

Grace follows blue eyes and yellow lines. Caliber dances with death, and Ash with fire. The girls come home. 


Harbored by everything, I have been witnessing. Postcards and daydreaming, get less embarrassing. After the day is done, I will be on the run.

Chant Down BabylonEdit

Babylon your throne gone down, gone down / Babylon your throen gone down / All you shall witness when Babylon fall

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Especially when the enemy of my enemy has a balefire bomb.

Atomic CocktailEdit

That's the drink that you don't pour / When you take one sip, you won't need anymore / If your small as a beetle, big as a whale / Boom! Atomic Cocktail

There's no I in genocide. Oh... wait, there it is. I guess you can go ahead then. 

The Last StopEdit

You know, it's always passing / These bad days will subside / Don't worry about all of it tonight / The weight of the world should rest on mine 

The great world spins. And we turn with it. Around and around like Carousel horses.     




Girl in the War

An orphan and a hero.

She wore her father's shadow on her sleeve, like a black heart, and let it ward the world away. She wears her mother's locket on a chain around her neck, and once practiced medicine on the bodies that rolled over with the sheets of her deathbed. 

Grace was nursed on scripture, and let adolescence pass by without a fuss. Her eyes turned from champagne to absynte, to match the light of a terminal, as she sat on the banks of history.   

Setting Edit

The Middle Passage

Equestria 'aint the kind of place to raise your kids. In fact it's cold as Hell.

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