For the most timid pony in all Equestria, rest is hard to come by. Her dreams haunt her imagination, the very essence of them a tad sketchy. For years she has waken in the middle of the night, sobbing and gasping for breath, and not a clue as to why. What do these dreams mean? What will it take to earn some sleep?

On a totally unrelated note- the title is named as such because I religiously listened to the Eels while it was being written...
yeeeeaaaahh... story is a bit rough but I feel like I couldn't add more to it. So, I'll just throw it out there!