Thestral dawn

oh master please answer me! Please I need you! Am I not weeping beneath you!

The object hummed with power turning red as smoke erupted from it coiling around twisted fang. He laughed a horrible laugh and his eyes became red as the madness and power consumed him. The last bits of the amazing kind hearted general was the letter not yet sent that asked if celestia could save dawn. As the power began to control him he looked at the letter and regretted everything that was going to happen.