Time. It's a bunch of wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff.

Time. It's also created by memory.

Perhaps one is true of the other. But there is always something to be said about old stories. Old tales of things that happen in Equestria, strange, inexplicable things that cannot be explained because it just doesn't happen to normal ponies. Normal ponies who aren't a part of UNIT. Or a part of Torchwood. Or don't suddenly transform into an armored pony. Or associates with giant robots. Or even has a muffin break circulating a floating star in the middle of the solar system.

A strange collection of tales follows, of ponies that should have faded into history, and yet in pony memory, there will always, and can always be these things.