Fluttershy stared into the abyss that stretched on and on, and made her seem small—the deepened midlight that seemed to have no end. She wondered, "It's quite lonely, isn't it?" And so, she thought to give it company.

When the fading entity cries out, the world shall know its plight. Won't you come and sing it a lullaby?

Apple Bloom faces poverty, starvation, and the chill of the night with nothing but the cloak on her back and the light of a match.

A scapegoat unwittingly saves Pinkie Pie when a prank by Discord goes horribly wrong.

Magick is changing, signaling the coming of an impending change. Will Equestria pull past the devestation and be reborn, or will it crumble as its 'gods' have deemed so? The key lies in an ancient figure long thought dead, and an amnesiac v