The purple pony opened her eyes. She tried to stand but collapsed almost instantly, her limbs to weak from her spell, so she lay there waiting for her strength to return to her. When it finally did, she stood up and looked around. She saw that surrounding her was a building, crumbling and overgrown by plants. To here right was an arch, the only entrance she saw.
this is just a little slice of cake from my very, very,very dark mind.