Chapter One: “A Borrowed Dream.”

Night, and the empty echo of the unfurnished room in Twilight's castle. It was haunting, or at least, nerve-racking. Pinkie Pie was there, in the same bed, the only bed in the otherwise mostly empty room. To Twilight, Pinkie's presence was enough. Enough to have her curled up and tense on her side of the bed. It didn't help that every rustle of the sheets sounded like an ocean wave. It lent an air of gravity and secrecy to the room, something that was oddly fitting.