Featherplume always thought the Royal Guard was her answer; her dream was to be a hero, and they were the heroes of Equestria, were they not? When she finds herself proven wrong, she goes on a journey to find out where her dream really is.

The final times of the times of a thousand years ago; the first uses of the Elements of Harmony, and the final clashes of the Royal Sisters with King Sombra and Discord.

HiE, with someone who THINKS he knows what he's doing. Tip: He doesn't. First try at a story.