What is inside of a pony that you can't see on the outside? Appearances can be deceiving, but can a personality?
What doesn't lie is the past. Memories tell all, and when what everypony knows is nothing of what a pony truly is on the inside, are they ready to see what lies beyond the face of the illusion they see?

-/Author's Note/-
Okay, this is just a compilation of short one-shots that simply paint a picture of what a pony truly is like on the inside. Many of these won't relate to each other until near the end, and they will not be in any order. The reason why will be revealed when I reach the first intermission of the story.

Secondly, I would like to add that this will be a grimdark fiction. You have been warned.