Grand aura is the most accomplished unicorn of his generation, and almost certainly, the most accomplished mage of all time. He knows everything about everything, so what is there left to do?

A one-shot about the origin of Discord.

Honestly, I'm just leaving this here for posterity and because apparently some people liked it. This is mostly just an exercise in writing stories. I'm more used to writing poetry and constructing plots. (I've helped my brother write some stories of his own in that capacity.)