the unknowned villager...
we have existed before the hooves ones taken over.. we are a neutral race, not to imply that we are UN-compassionate we simply care for that of which happens to the planet.. it wasn't officially called "equestria" it was called "paradox" you ponies may care little for our planet's name, but we care little of your comments.
we knew you lot would come... and you didn't bother asking before completely taking over.. you just assumed that your princess knew best.. and STOLE our land.. you just ASSUME you can take our food... oh go ahead.. we are but many.. and you are SO FEW but the great spirit said "share the land for it is not just ours, it belongs to everyone, to the tiny ant to the giant manticore." The white horned winged horse sees us... she seems.... regal.. we shy away from her for we are wary of you ponies.. you take our children as pets... and you think we belong to you... as play.. as pets.. you taken many of my daughters from me.
But.. we that are many.. see everything you do.. even if you aren't aware of it.. your magic cannot protect you forever.. but we lack the will to attack you....directly
perhaps you seen one of us singing in trees.. or hopping to a hole in the ground...
that's right.. we are the animals.. and we ARE watching.
with that being said.. we know of another more... technological advanced race.. the race YOU took over.... you claim this is YOUR planet.. but it was your princesses who converted the once proud two-legggers into your kind.
you.... didn't understand their technology so you destroyed it.. your princess simply made most of it disappear save for some technology.. music... we who are many see you dance and prance about.. listening to the music. we... do not understand the noise...
the guardians.... grow restless from the music..
they want you to shut up.
they HATE you.
we call them.... the monsters..
the unknowned villager...
We are the many that lurk beneath your bed.. we see you.. yet you cannot see us.. we hunger for your fear....
it strengthens us... we hunger for your panic.. so addictive... like chocolate, have a little and you just want... MORE!
we mean you no harm... we mean you no malice..... but watching you run for the hills is so funny... heh heh heh....
your fear is great on cheese.. yes.. we have cheese in the afterlife.. and it's pretty good! But that being said.. we hunger for your panic and fear.. as we sip it out of your ears with a straw... your too scared to feel it so don't mind us.. we're just eating your fear!
terror is so..delicious.. when you ponies run around in panic terror or fear.. ohh.. you make us ghosts very happy!
so if you hear a slight cackle while you sleep... oh yeah.. it's us! or it's discord.. either way we'd love to get to know your fear better... mmm..
