There is a legend older than Equestria itself, of a pony that holds the fate of the land in their hooves, whether it’s to bring peace and prosperity or utter chaos and destruction, it’s up to them by the choices they make. This pony is known as an Aliquisin. Aliquisins are ponies that once every thousand years, when the five great stars are aligned, are born with the power to call upon the four elements of nature; fire, air, earth and water.

This happened in Equestria thirteen years before Nightmare Moon’s escape. The stars lined up, then sent a beam of light to the mystical land. Though nopony gave any notice to this as more than the northern lights giving of their radiant beams. The entire event was ignored, for none knew the legend, the legend of the war and the peacemaker.

Fourteen years later, Princess Twilight Sparkle finds the only book pertaining to this legend, a book that in itself has barely survived, almost unable to fulfill what it was created for.

And now we find ourselves looking to Ponyville, where a filly with silver coloring is waking up.

Author's Note

Okay, this is my first story, so cut me some slack if it’s too fast or has other problems, I’m open to constructive criticism, emphasis on CONSTRUCTIVE. And thanks for reading!