Pain. It was all I could feel. Everything around me was gone, and there was nothing but emptiness to fill it. I floated around in the space-like area, blood leaking out off my wounds on my back right leg, back right hoof, flank, front right thigh, and neck. My once bubblegum pink mane now was mangled with ash, blood, and leaves, as well as my once cream colored coat and bubblegum pink tail. My pink bobble no longer glowed, as I was too wounded to produce the magic. My small bat wings were torn and burnt, but I could (probably) still fly with them, if I was that stupid.
I could feel the pain begin to fade to numbness in my back right leg, and my vision became blurry as I felt the smooth crystals creep up my legs, tail, and mane. I would soon be in a deep crystal sleep, for a long time. As my vision became black, my thoughts fell on what had just happened, and my big brother.
The cream colored filly ran around the large green field with a larger cream colored colt. The filly had a bubblegum pink mane that was straight on left (covering most of her eye), but became a ponytail on the right. Her tail was the same bubblegum pink as her mane, and was short as well as smooth. She had a brightly coloured pink bobble that glowed even though it was still sunny, and had small (about a foot long) dark purple bat wings. Her eyes were a magenta color, but the area around the eye seemed darker than the rest of her fur.
