A Crystal Revolution

Shattered Dawn gazed from the balcony of his tenement in the slums of the newly Liberated Crystal Empire.

He reminisced about the day the Equestrians first came to their empire. With everyone dazed from entering reality after thousands of years in the inky blackness of nothing, the Equestrian soldiers led by Shining Armour were able to seize power over all of the Empire with almost no resistance.

In the ensuing Chaos the Aristocrats of the old regime once more asserted themselves in their positions of wealth and splendour only this time swearing oaths of fealty to new conquerors sent from the farthest stretches of the world. Following this wave upon wave of Equestrian settlers flooded their kingdom seizing the choicest plots of land for themselves, leaving their previous owners to rot at the lowest rungs of the economic ladder.

This new system was only further fueled by the Equestria games which as part of a policy to Keep the Peace banned any Crystal ponies who couldn't pay the exorbitant fees of entry, despite the fact that it was the tax provided by these same Crystal Ponies which provided the Games with the necessary funds in the first place.

Shattered Dawn once more peered over the Crystal Empire seeing the stark difference between the slums on the outskirts of the town which were derelict things fabricated from scraps and a host of other "undesirable" building materials . All of them being towered over by the estates and manses lying closer to the city center, each house a different expression of it's owners desires some being massive, crystal structures belonging to the bourgeois of the Crystal Ponies, others being ill-ordered, multi-coloured mansions often belonging to Equestrian settlers.

What the den of opulence that lay before him didn't know that Crystal Ponies weren't just going to accept defeat that easily, oh no, there had been many clandestine meetings by influential Crystal Ponies who at first sight of the suffering of their fellow countrymen began to organise peaceful demonstrations and marches in the hopes that they would bring equal rights to the Crystal Ponies.

Shattered Dawn himself was preparing to leave for one such meeting, as he grabbed his We Demand Civil Rights Picket sign he left the dreary emptiness of his unfurnished one room apartment and headed for the city centre, proud in the fact that he would help contribute to the liberation of his people...