Warning:
(Humanized ponies; the pegasus are winged humans and the unicorn have an special mark that let them use magic with their hands.)

Please lift up that gaze of yours and resume your fight

Hope is something that keeps us fighting for something that is lost; soldiers died standing with their gaze up never looking down.

Equestria is dying bit by bit; the plague is killing a lot of people and is sinking the nation into chaos and despair. I never should have given them my knowledge and now they are paying the price of my mistake.

Before I became a statue, I was a symbol of hope between my allies when they looked up, and between the enemy lines I was the last thing that they would have ever seen.

I’m going to fix all of this even if it cost my life.

But I know how is going to end this quest because everything somehow is familiar to me.

PD. This is my first story of LoHaV/LoHaH

Stories as Bear the Grudge, Wrathful Outsider by Serpenti, Malideus by Uberdeathninja , The Last Ride
by Valthorn Illian, F*** it I'm having Fun by Jimmy the Grape inspired me to write my own story.

Mlp is owned by Hasbro
Dishonored is owned by Arkane Studios

Don't like it, don't read it. Much less thump down because you don't like something. ( sorry if that sounded harsh but the dislikes are scaring away possible readers XD)

Art by me