First Saddle Arabria then Prance now we've lost contact with all the major towns and cities here in Equestria. We've even lost the Elements to this...thing. It has killed everything in it's path, now it's at the doorstep to the castle. My sister and I are trapped in these halls having to hear the only thing my people have heard before their deaths, a choirs of voices singing. Always ending with the same repeated words before they died. "He's coming...he's coming...he's coming..."

(Just a little something I wanted to make in spirit for the Fouth of July. I hope you enjoy)
(Inspired from this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7iVsdRbhnc )