Memory of the eyeby OctavicChaptersThe speaking OwlThe eye ballsSorrow and despairThe brown reaperThe speaking OwlThe reason Owlicious was able to speak was because his parents built their nest right next to a cinema. When he was still young, he used to enjoy the warm brought to him by his parents and watch the black and white film screen at the same time. Unlike his brothers and sisters, he really enjoyed the movies. Having nothing much else to do, he tried to memorize the script and sentences spoken by the ponies on screen, and after years he was able to speak just like every pony else. The day Owlicious met Twilight was the day the cinema got taken down. He had to leave the place he had lived in and loved so much. By that time he had grown into a excellent Owl, capable of feeding himself. His parents and siblings had already left for another city looking one after another, eventually leaving himself flying over this small town. Inside the town center there was a huge house made of trees. The green leaves and branches were perfect to take a rest. So that day, Owlicious decided to take a break on the branches. He landed on a branch next to the second floor's glass window and started to brush his own feathers. He suddenly stopped because he just noticed a filly sitting next to the window. He didn't see her in the first place, because Owl are rare animals, and usually a pony would scream or at least chatter at the sight of them. But the strange filly sitting inside didn't seem to have noticed Owlicious at all. Owlicious watched the strange filly for quite a while. It was his first time seeing any pony at such a close distance. The filly had light purple coat. Her mane was dark purple and smooth. She was not doing anything, just sitting next to the window, gazing upon the horizon. Owlicious wanted to flap his wings, but he quickly thought about an even better idea to catch her attention. "Ahem!" Owlicious cleared his throat loudly on purpose. "Who... who's there?" The filly was frightened by the sudden noise. She shook and asked with fear and curiosity. That was when Owlicious realized why the filly didn't react to him at all. Usually when he was this close, he could see his own reflection in the other pony's eyes. However, the filly's eyes were empty. Her beautiful face had two small dent at where the eyeball was suppose to be. She was blind. "She is the perfect pony to talk to!" Owlicious thought. Since he learnt the Pony's language, he had never got a chance to actually have a proper conversation. Even though he really wanted to, pony had always regarded Owls as mystical and unlucky creatures, and he had never got a chance to approach any pony. But this filly right here could not see, so she would not even know that she was talking to an Owl. "Dear ms, how are you doing today?" Said Owlicious. The filly's attention turned to him, "Who? Who are you?" "Don't worry, i mean no harm. I just wanted to chat." The filly stood up and held out one of her hooves. She walked around the room as if she wanted to find the source of voice. Since the window was half opened, so Owlicious just silently glided into the room and rested on the back of a chair. The room was filled with colorful shapes and books, but there were merely decorations. "Don't try to find me. I am simply here to have a normal chat." The filly gave up the search. She lowered her hooves and sat down on her soft bed. "Your voice is incredible. It sounded like nothing i have heard from another pony before. How do you do that? Oh and also, please remember to knock on the door before you enter next time." "Ah, my apologize. Because of my body is... special, i don't even know how to use a fork or a knife. Let alone other proper manner." "Eh? Then how do you eat?" "Well I just shove them down my throat without my win... i mean hooves." The filly giggled, "You are so random." "Unknown sir, it had been quite a while since i had talked to any one. I am really thankful of you." Since then, Owlicious would go talk to the blind filly once in a while. At first he was just practicing his conversation skills, but soon he realized that he was happy around her. He found out that her name was Twilight, and she was different from other ponies. Other ponies would throw rocks at him, but she had a kind heart. He saw Twilight sitting alone next to the window yet again. Smooth morning breeze gently brushed over her mane. Owlicious sat on the tree looking at her for a while, and finally he decided to speak, "Twilight!" Like a warm cup of coffee in a freezing winter, Twilight's face lit up with warmth and joy, "Ah, you forgot to knock again." She was not actually complaining, it was more like a warm welcome from an old friend. Owlicious felt happiness. He had never felt anything like this since the moment he broke out of that egg. Her parents only feed him with worms and occasionally sing a bad song or two. His siblings were more or less the same, knowing only how to be an Owl and nothing else, and they had always had trouble communicating with each other. Owlicious tried to remember some of the parts from the movies that he saw and tell them to Twilight. It was all made up stories, but Twilight enjoyed them a lot. Owlicious decided to not tell Twilight about his true identity, ever. He hide the fact about himself being just an Owl, and made up his life with all kinds of stories from various movies. One day, Owlicious decided to ask Twilight something he had been wondering for a long time, "Twilight, why were you blinded?" "It was when i was just a filly. I was going to the church one day. The window of the church was made up of really colorful glasses, and they were beautiful. I opened my eyes up as wide as i can and was just staring at them. But then suddenly the glasses broke. I didn't know how it broke, maybe someone threw a rock at it or maybe its a small meteor. Any how, I didn't even have time to think, I just thought that all the falling colorful glass was beautiful." Twilight pretended that she was simply telling a story, but Owlicious could tell that she was sad. "The next moment the broken glasses had stabbed my eyes. Even though i was sent to the hospital immediately, but they could do nothing except stopping the bleeding. My last sight was filled with colorful glasses pieces, it was in fact very beautiful." Owlicious heard some pony coming upstairs into Twilight's room. "I had enjoyed our chat a lot, but I am terrible sorry. have to leave now. " Despite Twilight's effort, Owlicious flew outside the window. But he didn't fly too far. He stopped on a branch near by, and hide himself behind the leaves, listening. The door opened, and it sounded like Twilight's mother's voice, "Was any pony here? I thought i heart voices." Even thought Owlicious couldn't see Twilight, he could imagine her thoughts. He was a friend who would appear out of nowhere and leave immediately when any pony came in. What does she really think of him? Owlicious spread open his wings and flew up high into the sky. He saw the entire town being cover in a gray shadow as the dark clouds gather around the sky. "I need to let Twilight see!" He didn't know when did it start, but his small bird heart was filled with thoughts for Twilight, so full that he could not take in anything else. He remember that every time when Twilight talked about her blindness she pretended to be fine with it, and she pretend that being blind is nothing to her. But Owlicious knew that she felt sadness. Because every time when he talks about the sky, the green field or the blue ocean, the look on Twilight's face said that she really wanted to see them. "Recently, even my dream have turned dark." Owlicious remembered Twilight saying once. Its just that she tried to hide her sadness. She immediate switch to another happy topic, such as how nice and soft something she had touch felt, or what new food she had tried and how amazing it was. "Twilight, is the darkness scary?" Owlicious once asked. Twilight hesitated for a while, and then nodded in silence. Owlicious flew towards the gray sky. If he can once more show Twilight light and color, he would give up anything, even if that means staining his feather with blood. To see, she needs good eyes. Owlicious flapped his smooth wings and flew towards the town. The eye ballsOwloysius landed on the roof of the sugar cube corner. He watched over the little shop, looking for a chance. Behind the shop there is a small backyard filled with trees. The trunks looked like muscular arms stretching out into the sky. One of them had a rope attached to it. On the other end of the rope there is a small wooden board. The cakes couple put up a small swing to celebrate their children's two year birthday. Pound Cake was sitting on with one of his feet on the ground. He bend his knees and kicked himself backwards, and swing back and forth as he giggled in joy. Owloysius looked at him. Then they heard the voice of Mrs Cake coming from the kitchen, "All right kids, its nap time, get inside now." Pound Cake jumped off the swing and ran towards the bedroom. Owloysius left the branch he was sitting on and flew onto the tree with the swing on it. From there he could see what was going on inside the house. He could see Mrs cakes putting Pound Cake and Pumpkin cake into their little pony beds and singing a lullaby. The children soon fell asleep, and Mrs cakes kissed them on their cheeks, closed the door to the bedroom and left. All right. Thought Owloysius. He waited a little more to make sure that Pound Cake was completely asleep, and then he took off. He glided into the room silently like a bat. The room was filled with the sweet smell of cupcakes. Pound Cake didn't notice the approaching Owl. He was in deep sleep, his chest rising up and falling like the Ocean tide. Owloysius moved up to his face. He lowered his head and pointed his beaker towards the eye of Pound Cake. Without much hesitation, he dug in and took out the right eye ball. Because this was going to be a gift to Twilight, Owloysius was very careful to not get it dirty. Pound Cake was woken up. He saw the Owl with his left eye, panicked and screamdd, "MOOOM! THE OWL TOOK MY EYE!" Owloysius could hear Mrs Cake coming upstairs from the hoofsteps. At the same time, Pound Caked opened his arms, and tried to catch Owloysius. Owloysius quickly spread his wings and escaped from the open window before he was caught. He helt the eyeball carefully between he beaks and flew right towards Twilight's house. By the time he entered the room, he found Twilight sitting next to the table, crying with her face buried between her arms. Owloysius wanted to talk, but suddenly remembered that he was holding an important gift between his beaks. He placed the bloody eye ball down at the table, and said, "Twilight, what happened?" Twilight looked up with her shoulders shaking. She looked in the general direction of Owloysius, "How embarrassing... You caught me crying." Tears kept flowing out of Twilights eyes. Every time Twilight moves her faces, streams of tears would flow down her cheek from her empty eyes like a glass full of water. Owloysius thought it was extremely pretty and sad. "Because something sad happened. You see there is a round table in the middle of the room?" Owloysius looked at the table he placed the eye ball upon. "There is a flower vase on the table right? I used to think that they were emerald green." Owloysius looked at the vase and saw a few red flowers that had already withered. "My mother lied to me. I always thought that they were green, because she told me so." "Do you like green flowers?" Asked Owloysius. Twilight nodded. "She didn't have to lie, if it's red, then just tell me that they were red. But my father just came in, and said 'Oh my, those red flowers had already withered.' If it wasn't for him, i would have believed my mother's lie." Owloysius realized that it hurts him to watch Twilight cry. He said, "It's all right Twilight. I brought you a gift today." "A gift?" "Yes. I put it on the round table." Twilight wiped the tears from her eyes and walked towards the table. It looked like that she had remember the location of the furniture. She stopped right in front of the table and held out he hooves. She search around, and finally her hoof touched Pound Cake's right eye ball. "What is it?" "Can you feel its shape?" Twilight held the eye in her hooves and touched it gently, "Its like a ball, and its soft..." "Please try to fit it in your eye." Twilight was a little frightened. She carefully held up the eye ball close to her face, but she suddenly stopped. "Which side? Left or right?" "Doesn't really matter. Go on." Owloysius encouraged. So Twilight placed the eyeball in her left eye. Because she could not see, so the Iris looked strange. However, it still fit perfectly into her face. "So, how does it feel?" Asked Owloysius. "I don't know... For some reason, it felt very comfortable, like a... stuffing for my eyes." "Keep it a secret, don't tell any pony that it's a gift from me. Not even to your parents. You have to take it out and hide it somewhere when you are meeting with other ponies. Understood?" Twilight's face was filled with questions, but Owloysius ignored her, "There, you've had a long day. Go ahead and take a nap on your bed." Twilight nodded. She yawned a little and rubbed her eyes, which made the eye ball turned around. "Good night, anonymous sir. Thank you so much for your kind gift." Twilight feel asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. "Good night." Said Owloysius as he flew out of the window. To find another eye ball for Twilight, he decided to travel to a different town. The second day, he came back with another pony eye ball. He stood outside the window and listened carefully. After making sure that there wasn't any other ponies in the room, he flew in silently. "Hi Twilight." "Hey! Anonymous Sir! Listen listen listen!" Twilight jumped around in joy like a little filly. She was so excited that her voice was shaking, "I had a beautiful dream last night! It was so colorful! I haven't seen any color in my mind for a while, and that dream was amazing!" Without missing any details, she started telling Owloysius about the dream, "In my dream, i became a little filly at a bakery shop." Twilight closed her eyes and said. She had already taken out the eye ball, but she seemed to remember the dream like it was her own experience, "My dad was mixing flour and water, and my mom was making them into cupcakes. There were customers who were smiling at me in the shop, and then I ran outside to play on a swing under a tree. It was a really nice swing too." Twilight had been in darkness for such a long time, so she was extremely excited about this new colorful dream she just had. Even Owloysius felt the joy that was coming from her. "The dream was so amazing that I didn't want to take out the stuffing. But don't worry, every time i hear any pony coming up i would take out the stuffing and put them into a glass flask and hide it under the bed. When i am alone, i would put the stuffing back in and practice dreaming with it. At first i had to asleep first, but soon i can see the dream even when i am awake. I guess i was just used to it." Twilight giggled. "Twilight, i have brought you another gift today." "Really?" Twilight said with excitement. Owloysius had already placed the bloody eye ball on the table. "Yes, its at the same place as last time." Twilight walked towards the table, picked up the bloody eye ball and fit it into her eyes. "Oh my gosh, sir! It feels like the words is being flooded with colors!" Twilight placed her hooves in front of her chest as if she was praying to the lord. "It's just like a flood! The color flowing out from the stuffing was going directly into my mind!" The eye ball brought to Twilight that day was from Granny Smith. She lived in the country yard, and Owloysius noticed that her yard was filled with green trees, grass and flowers. Remembering that Twilight's favorite color was green, Owloysius decided to target Granny Smith. He landed next to the window and watched Granny Smith knitting. After a while, she suddenly stopped her work and rubbed her eyes. Maybe she had been knitting for too long, so she decided to take a mid day nap. Owloysius wait until he heard the snore from her, and he glided into the room silently, landing on the chair. The chair shook and screeched from the extra weight, but Granny Smith was still asleep. Owloysius moved to Granny Smith's face. "It was a beautiful flower field!" Twilight's voice dragged Owloysius back to reality from his memories. "And in this dream, I could even knit a sweater! I have never done it before." More! I need more eye balls! Owloysius thought. I need to collect more eye balls for Twilight so that she can see more about this world! Using my beak, I am going to bring the eye balls of every pony to her. She would be so happy. I am going to fill the glass with eye balls. Owloysius decided as he saw thankful tears flowing down Twilight's cheek. Sorrow and despair"Hi mr, listen... I decided to get the surgery after all." One day said Twilight as she was resting near the window frame. It appeared that they finally found a good match for Twilight and she could get a surgery that would allow her to see the world again. "If the surgery was successful, then I would be able to see you!" Twilight said with excitement. “That’s great news, good luck!” Owloysius said so, but his heard started sinking. If Twilight got her vision back, she would be so shocked at his true identity. She would also find out that all the stuffing that he had been giving her are eye balls that he had taken from other ponies. Owloysius didn’t care who he would hurt as long as he can keep Twilight happy. Even though he knew that what he did was not the right thing, the heart of an owl was simply not able to generate the feeling of guilt. However, on the other hoof, Twilight was a kind pony. If she knew that some pony had died because of her sake, she would become so sad and hate Owloysius. He didn’t want thing to turn out that way. I will be hated by her. The more Owloysius thought about it, the more he worried. He couldn’t even go to sleep at night. Damnit it, if only I was a pony. Owloysius thought, watching Twilight putting in another stuffing. Suddenly, Twilight let out a sharp scream. “What’s wrong Twilight?” Asked Owloysius. “I saw the monter… It always appears at the end of the dream. Its entire body was brown. As soon as it appears, the dream would end… It’s like the reaper of the dreams. It would always grab me at the end and fly upwards… It’s so scary.” Said Twilight, her voice shaking with fear. She put her hooves around her own shoulder, her entire body shaking as if it was extremely cold. She bit the bottom half of her lips hard, turning it pale. Owloysius finally realized that the monster was indeed himself. The devil that Twilight saw was the vision of himself taking the eye ball. What to do? Soon Twilight would get her eyes fixed. She would have found out the voice that had been talking to her all the time was Owloysius, the brown monster. Owloysius thought about convincing Twilight to not get the surgery, but looking at Twilight’s excited face for the upcoming light and color, Owloysius could not bear the let the words slip out of his beak. “I am afraid of the surgery.” Twilight said, “But it’s okay, I really want to see you so I’ll be brave.” Twilight tried to act tough. She wanted to be fixed just so that she could see Owloysius with her own eyes. “Tomorrow night I would have to leave for a place really faraway for the surgery. So please come back before that. I want to talk to you more.” Owloysius flew outside the window as he heard Twilight speaking. The ending is finallyhere. Owloysius’s small brain was spinning with thoughts. He thought about saying goodbye and fly somewhere far south, or just simply disappear and never come back. But he couldn’t do it. If he suddenly went missing, Twilight will be sad. And what’s more important, his heart would be buried in sorrow as well. Even though Twilight was going to get the surgery, Owloysius still went out to look for another gift. But it was almost impossible. Ponies had started hiding their eyes, and there were even special goggles that ponies started to wear. Pony couldn’t tell Owl from owls, so a lot of innocent owls and brown birds were shot by ponies. Owloysius’ parents and siblings were probably one of them, but Owloysius didn’t mind much. The repeated attack had made ponies alerted. Owloysius had been flying for an entire day, but he didn’t get any chance to bring Twilight another gift. He kept flying, until he finally reached a city that he had never been to before. It was getting dark, the sun was disappearing behind the horizon. After the night would be the day when Twilight set out for the surgery. But Owloysius still haven’t found any eye balls yet. After the surgery, Owloysius’ gift would be pointless. But there was nothing else that Owloysius was able to do for Twilight. Owloysius hoped that at least before the surgery, he would be able to make Twilight happy for one last time, even if it kills him. He prayed. Owloysius got hit by a rock, his beak had cracked from the stone. He was so tired that he took a break, but his wings got caught by a pony. Even though he struggled and got away, almost all of his feather were pulled off. He accidently stepped in a bird trap, which had caught his left feet. He used his own beak to break the knee and escaped, but his left claw was gone forever. Even though, he still kept looking for eye balls, but he just couldn’t find any. Owloysius flapped his incomplete wings, but he glided to the left and right randomly. I still haven’t found any eye ball yet, thought Owloysius. He was disappointed at himself, and tears started flowing down his bird cheeks. The moon had come out from behind the clouds. Twilight was going to leave in a few hours. Suddenly, Owloysius saw something under the moon light. It was another pony body that was about to be buried, covered with white cloth and everything. Owloysius saw another colt digging with a shovel nearby. Owloysius saw a thin light of hope. “Hey there, help!” Owloysius flew a bit far away and faked a pony’s voice. The colt immediately dropped the shovel and looked to the direction Owloysius was. He thought for a while, and then he climbed out of the ditch. He walked towards Owloysius, who had flown up high in the air and glided silently over his head. Owloysius landed next to the body. Using his beak, he removed the cover and saw the dead body below. It was a mare. Owloysius didn’t thought about how she died. There were bruises all over her body, and one of her eyes had a huge dark bruise around it. Luckily, the other eye was all right. Owloysius used his beak that was already filled with the smell of pony blood to stab into the dead mare’s face. “Anonymous sir, I thought you weren’t going to show up today.” Twilight looked like she was readied for a long journey when Owloysius finally reached her place. “I won’t be able to come back in a short while, but don’t worry, I will be back eventually.” Said Owloysius, placing the blood stained eye balls on the table. On the table there was a vase. Next to the vase, there was a glass bottle with all of the eye balls that Owloysius had ever brought Twilight. It looked like Twilight wanted to bring the bottle with her as souvenir . “I hope everything goes well. Good luck Twilight.” Twilight smiled, “Thank you very much.” “Here, I have brought you the last gift. It’s on the table. Please take a look at the new dream.” Owloysius’ chest was filld with pain that he couldn’t even breathe. But he had made up his mind. He was going to say words of goodbye. “Sorry Twilight, I will never come back, every again.” Said Owloysius. And he had also decided to never think of Twilight again. Twilight picked up the bloody eye ball and put it in. Owloysius turned around and was about to fly out of the window. But his words were covered by a long, painful scream of Twilight. Twilight rubbed her face with her hooves as if she had gone insand, and she started to throw up. She fell over on the floor, and pulled out her hairs as if she was enduring serious pain. The glassful of eye balls was knocked over. It fell on the ground and broke. Pony eye balls started rolling around. Rotten and soft ones mixed with fresh and bouncy eye balls rolled around and surrounded Twilight, who was still twitching and screaming. With a scream like a monster, Twilight collapsed and finally stopped moving. Owloysius landed on Twilight and put his ear next to her chest. He couldn’t hear her heartbeat, she was dead. Her face was filled with pain and horror. Her beautiful hair turned pale, and her face was filled scratches from her own hoof. Owloysius didn’t know that the mare had been living a terrible life. She had been cheated on, lied to, and hurt. She died when she was beaten up, and she recorded all of the memory of pain and despair in her eyes, which was seen by Twilight. Twilight had relived every painful moment of the dead mare’s life. He felt the hell that she had went through, and the instant she died. Owloysius’ head lied against Twilight’s chest. It was the first time he had ever touched her, but she had already turned stone cold. Twilight’s mom stepped into the room to fetch Twilight for the journey, but instead she saw her daughter lying on the ground, surrounded with pony eye balls and dead, with the cold remaining of a dead owl on her chest. THE END - The brown reaper“It’s so scary…” Mumbled Twilight as she was sitting next to the window one day. Both of her eyes were filled with the stuffing that given to her by Owloysius. Even though the irises were going at completely wrong directions (which made Twilight look like she is derping), but it seemed that Twilight was able to obtain the memories from the eyes. However, her entire body was shaking. “What’s the matter Twilight?” Owloysius placed the bloody stained new gift down on the table and asked. “If I put your gift in, I can always see wonderful visions. This is a very unique and special opportunity for me, and I am very thankful. But I just noticed that there had always been…” It looked like Twilight could not find a right word to describe. She fell silent for a second and continued, “a monster from the visions.” “A monster?” Twilight nodded, which made one of the eyes fell out and bounced around. Twilight bent down and searched around the floor. After she found it, she wiped the dust off its smooth surface and placed it into the glass she used to keep the eye balls, which was so full of them that it looked like some of the balls would slip out at any second. “What is the monster?” Owloysius asked, “What does it look like?” Twilight shook her head, “I don’t know, it was just a glimpse. It looked like a monster, and for some reason I could feel that it was something scary… it’s just…” Twilight face changed to a brighter tone. She turned to Owloysius and gave a little grin, “Please do not mind. Every gift that you have every brought me had been amazing. To me, light and color is like salvation.” Twilight held out her hoof towards Owloysius. He knew that she wanted to hold his hooves, he saw a scene like this in one of the movies that he watched. If Owloysius had not been an Owl, he would totally have stepped forward and kissed Twilight on her hooves. “Anonymous sir, do you really…exist? I haven’t enough touched your hooves before.” Owloysius felt like his chest was being torn inside out. He couldn’t touch her, because he was not a pony. If his cover was blown, Twilight will be sad. “I am terrible sorry Twilight, I can’t touch you. A few years ago when I was traveling in a foreign country, I caught some mysterious disease. If any pony touches me, the virus would pass onto them. The instant you touch me, you would probably become very sick.” Owloysius flew out of the window once he finished his words. He could hear Twilight’s voice behind his tail, but he flapped his wings without hesitation. In his muscular bird chest, there was pain, so much of it that it was going to explode, tearing open his chest and burst out like a saber. He flew towards the town with these complex yet painful feelings, looking for the next prey. He must be careful, because ponies had been alerted with rumors of Owl attacks. Before that, he was occasionally witnessed by other ponies when he raided eye balls, so the words of Owls taking eye balls quickly spread around town. Grown up ponies would take out the rifle and shoot any owl, and fillies would cover their eyes with one of their hooves one their way from home to school. Owloysius had been shot at once too, but he was lucky and the bullet barely missed him. But since then, he had to be extremely cautious. He had to fly at a height that was too high for bare pony eyes to spot. And to bring the gift safely back to Twilight, he had to go to another town where the rumor of Owl attacks had not been spread to. At the same time, he had came up with various ideas of taking pony eyes. He would find a small hole on a wall, and when some pony walks by, he would fake the voice of a pony, “Please take a look at this small hole, there are some extremely interesting thing here!” Then he would wait till the silly pony move his eye next to the small hole. He would then quickly take out the eye ball and fly far away. And within another hour, he would be able to see Twilight’s face being filled with joy from the gift he brought her again. No matter if he was chased by pony with guns, or thrown rocks at by little children, he kept getting close to ponies, and painting his own beak with crimson red. He would hide in the tree and watch the ponies walk by, and charge once he found the chance like an arrow. Ponies would be terrified at the sight of a giant bird appearing right in front of them, and their eyes would open up extremely wide from the shock. And Owloysius would take their eye balls at that instant. Because he had been fighting other ponies for so long, sometimes he got an eye ball without even knowing it. He had broken a few eye balls while being attacked before, and occasionally he would have swallowed the eye balls by accident. But as long as he was able to make Twilight happy, he didn’t care. One day he passed by a grave yard that was on a top of a hill with no other houses around. On the side there was a pony’s body which was covered up by white cloth. Another colt was swinging a shovel nearby, digging a big hole. It appeared the pony was about to be buried in a tomb. There was a piece of the dead ponies’ cloth slipping out from underneath the cover. Owloysius recognized that shirt. It was from a pony who he had stolen an eye from. It appeared that the pony was too desperate after he lost his eye that he committed suicide. Owloysius stood there until the hole was filled back in with the pony’s body inside, then he spread his wings and flew away. Day after day, ponies were more cautious about Owls. In fact, they had already started killing all kinds of birds in ponyville.
The speaking OwlThe reason Owlicious was able to speak was because his parents built their nest right next to a cinema. When he was still young, he used to enjoy the warm brought to him by his parents and watch the black and white film screen at the same time. Unlike his brothers and sisters, he really enjoyed the movies. Having nothing much else to do, he tried to memorize the script and sentences spoken by the ponies on screen, and after years he was able to speak just like every pony else. The day Owlicious met Twilight was the day the cinema got taken down. He had to leave the place he had lived in and loved so much. By that time he had grown into a excellent Owl, capable of feeding himself. His parents and siblings had already left for another city looking one after another, eventually leaving himself flying over this small town. Inside the town center there was a huge house made of trees. The green leaves and branches were perfect to take a rest. So that day, Owlicious decided to take a break on the branches. He landed on a branch next to the second floor's glass window and started to brush his own feathers. He suddenly stopped because he just noticed a filly sitting next to the window. He didn't see her in the first place, because Owl are rare animals, and usually a pony would scream or at least chatter at the sight of them. But the strange filly sitting inside didn't seem to have noticed Owlicious at all. Owlicious watched the strange filly for quite a while. It was his first time seeing any pony at such a close distance. The filly had light purple coat. Her mane was dark purple and smooth. She was not doing anything, just sitting next to the window, gazing upon the horizon. Owlicious wanted to flap his wings, but he quickly thought about an even better idea to catch her attention. "Ahem!" Owlicious cleared his throat loudly on purpose. "Who... who's there?" The filly was frightened by the sudden noise. She shook and asked with fear and curiosity. That was when Owlicious realized why the filly didn't react to him at all. Usually when he was this close, he could see his own reflection in the other pony's eyes. However, the filly's eyes were empty. Her beautiful face had two small dent at where the eyeball was suppose to be. She was blind. "She is the perfect pony to talk to!" Owlicious thought. Since he learnt the Pony's language, he had never got a chance to actually have a proper conversation. Even though he really wanted to, pony had always regarded Owls as mystical and unlucky creatures, and he had never got a chance to approach any pony. But this filly right here could not see, so she would not even know that she was talking to an Owl. "Dear ms, how are you doing today?" Said Owlicious. The filly's attention turned to him, "Who? Who are you?" "Don't worry, i mean no harm. I just wanted to chat." The filly stood up and held out one of her hooves. She walked around the room as if she wanted to find the source of voice. Since the window was half opened, so Owlicious just silently glided into the room and rested on the back of a chair. The room was filled with colorful shapes and books, but there were merely decorations. "Don't try to find me. I am simply here to have a normal chat." The filly gave up the search. She lowered her hooves and sat down on her soft bed. "Your voice is incredible. It sounded like nothing i have heard from another pony before. How do you do that? Oh and also, please remember to knock on the door before you enter next time." "Ah, my apologize. Because of my body is... special, i don't even know how to use a fork or a knife. Let alone other proper manner." "Eh? Then how do you eat?" "Well I just shove them down my throat without my win... i mean hooves." The filly giggled, "You are so random." "Unknown sir, it had been quite a while since i had talked to any one. I am really thankful of you." Since then, Owlicious would go talk to the blind filly once in a while. At first he was just practicing his conversation skills, but soon he realized that he was happy around her. He found out that her name was Twilight, and she was different from other ponies. Other ponies would throw rocks at him, but she had a kind heart. He saw Twilight sitting alone next to the window yet again. Smooth morning breeze gently brushed over her mane. Owlicious sat on the tree looking at her for a while, and finally he decided to speak, "Twilight!" Like a warm cup of coffee in a freezing winter, Twilight's face lit up with warmth and joy, "Ah, you forgot to knock again." She was not actually complaining, it was more like a warm welcome from an old friend. Owlicious felt happiness. He had never felt anything like this since the moment he broke out of that egg. Her parents only feed him with worms and occasionally sing a bad song or two. His siblings were more or less the same, knowing only how to be an Owl and nothing else, and they had always had trouble communicating with each other. Owlicious tried to remember some of the parts from the movies that he saw and tell them to Twilight. It was all made up stories, but Twilight enjoyed them a lot. Owlicious decided to not tell Twilight about his true identity, ever. He hide the fact about himself being just an Owl, and made up his life with all kinds of stories from various movies. One day, Owlicious decided to ask Twilight something he had been wondering for a long time, "Twilight, why were you blinded?" "It was when i was just a filly. I was going to the church one day. The window of the church was made up of really colorful glasses, and they were beautiful. I opened my eyes up as wide as i can and was just staring at them. But then suddenly the glasses broke. I didn't know how it broke, maybe someone threw a rock at it or maybe its a small meteor. Any how, I didn't even have time to think, I just thought that all the falling colorful glass was beautiful." Twilight pretended that she was simply telling a story, but Owlicious could tell that she was sad. "The next moment the broken glasses had stabbed my eyes. Even though i was sent to the hospital immediately, but they could do nothing except stopping the bleeding. My last sight was filled with colorful glasses pieces, it was in fact very beautiful." Owlicious heard some pony coming upstairs into Twilight's room. "I had enjoyed our chat a lot, but I am terrible sorry. have to leave now. " Despite Twilight's effort, Owlicious flew outside the window. But he didn't fly too far. He stopped on a branch near by, and hide himself behind the leaves, listening. The door opened, and it sounded like Twilight's mother's voice, "Was any pony here? I thought i heart voices." Even thought Owlicious couldn't see Twilight, he could imagine her thoughts. He was a friend who would appear out of nowhere and leave immediately when any pony came in. What does she really think of him? Owlicious spread open his wings and flew up high into the sky. He saw the entire town being cover in a gray shadow as the dark clouds gather around the sky. "I need to let Twilight see!" He didn't know when did it start, but his small bird heart was filled with thoughts for Twilight, so full that he could not take in anything else. He remember that every time when Twilight talked about her blindness she pretended to be fine with it, and she pretend that being blind is nothing to her. But Owlicious knew that she felt sadness. Because every time when he talks about the sky, the green field or the blue ocean, the look on Twilight's face said that she really wanted to see them. "Recently, even my dream have turned dark." Owlicious remembered Twilight saying once. Its just that she tried to hide her sadness. She immediate switch to another happy topic, such as how nice and soft something she had touch felt, or what new food she had tried and how amazing it was. "Twilight, is the darkness scary?" Owlicious once asked. Twilight hesitated for a while, and then nodded in silence. Owlicious flew towards the gray sky. If he can once more show Twilight light and color, he would give up anything, even if that means staining his feather with blood. To see, she needs good eyes. Owlicious flapped his smooth wings and flew towards the town.
The eye ballsOwloysius landed on the roof of the sugar cube corner. He watched over the little shop, looking for a chance. Behind the shop there is a small backyard filled with trees. The trunks looked like muscular arms stretching out into the sky. One of them had a rope attached to it. On the other end of the rope there is a small wooden board. The cakes couple put up a small swing to celebrate their children's two year birthday. Pound Cake was sitting on with one of his feet on the ground. He bend his knees and kicked himself backwards, and swing back and forth as he giggled in joy. Owloysius looked at him. Then they heard the voice of Mrs Cake coming from the kitchen, "All right kids, its nap time, get inside now." Pound Cake jumped off the swing and ran towards the bedroom. Owloysius left the branch he was sitting on and flew onto the tree with the swing on it. From there he could see what was going on inside the house. He could see Mrs cakes putting Pound Cake and Pumpkin cake into their little pony beds and singing a lullaby. The children soon fell asleep, and Mrs cakes kissed them on their cheeks, closed the door to the bedroom and left. All right. Thought Owloysius. He waited a little more to make sure that Pound Cake was completely asleep, and then he took off. He glided into the room silently like a bat. The room was filled with the sweet smell of cupcakes. Pound Cake didn't notice the approaching Owl. He was in deep sleep, his chest rising up and falling like the Ocean tide. Owloysius moved up to his face. He lowered his head and pointed his beaker towards the eye of Pound Cake. Without much hesitation, he dug in and took out the right eye ball. Because this was going to be a gift to Twilight, Owloysius was very careful to not get it dirty. Pound Cake was woken up. He saw the Owl with his left eye, panicked and screamdd, "MOOOM! THE OWL TOOK MY EYE!" Owloysius could hear Mrs Cake coming upstairs from the hoofsteps. At the same time, Pound Caked opened his arms, and tried to catch Owloysius. Owloysius quickly spread his wings and escaped from the open window before he was caught. He helt the eyeball carefully between he beaks and flew right towards Twilight's house. By the time he entered the room, he found Twilight sitting next to the table, crying with her face buried between her arms. Owloysius wanted to talk, but suddenly remembered that he was holding an important gift between his beaks. He placed the bloody eye ball down at the table, and said, "Twilight, what happened?" Twilight looked up with her shoulders shaking. She looked in the general direction of Owloysius, "How embarrassing... You caught me crying." Tears kept flowing out of Twilights eyes. Every time Twilight moves her faces, streams of tears would flow down her cheek from her empty eyes like a glass full of water. Owloysius thought it was extremely pretty and sad. "Because something sad happened. You see there is a round table in the middle of the room?" Owloysius looked at the table he placed the eye ball upon. "There is a flower vase on the table right? I used to think that they were emerald green." Owloysius looked at the vase and saw a few red flowers that had already withered. "My mother lied to me. I always thought that they were green, because she told me so." "Do you like green flowers?" Asked Owloysius. Twilight nodded. "She didn't have to lie, if it's red, then just tell me that they were red. But my father just came in, and said 'Oh my, those red flowers had already withered.' If it wasn't for him, i would have believed my mother's lie." Owloysius realized that it hurts him to watch Twilight cry. He said, "It's all right Twilight. I brought you a gift today." "A gift?" "Yes. I put it on the round table." Twilight wiped the tears from her eyes and walked towards the table. It looked like that she had remember the location of the furniture. She stopped right in front of the table and held out he hooves. She search around, and finally her hoof touched Pound Cake's right eye ball. "What is it?" "Can you feel its shape?" Twilight held the eye in her hooves and touched it gently, "Its like a ball, and its soft..." "Please try to fit it in your eye." Twilight was a little frightened. She carefully held up the eye ball close to her face, but she suddenly stopped. "Which side? Left or right?" "Doesn't really matter. Go on." Owloysius encouraged. So Twilight placed the eyeball in her left eye. Because she could not see, so the Iris looked strange. However, it still fit perfectly into her face. "So, how does it feel?" Asked Owloysius. "I don't know... For some reason, it felt very comfortable, like a... stuffing for my eyes." "Keep it a secret, don't tell any pony that it's a gift from me. Not even to your parents. You have to take it out and hide it somewhere when you are meeting with other ponies. Understood?" Twilight's face was filled with questions, but Owloysius ignored her, "There, you've had a long day. Go ahead and take a nap on your bed." Twilight nodded. She yawned a little and rubbed her eyes, which made the eye ball turned around. "Good night, anonymous sir. Thank you so much for your kind gift." Twilight feel asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. "Good night." Said Owloysius as he flew out of the window. To find another eye ball for Twilight, he decided to travel to a different town. The second day, he came back with another pony eye ball. He stood outside the window and listened carefully. After making sure that there wasn't any other ponies in the room, he flew in silently. "Hi Twilight." "Hey! Anonymous Sir! Listen listen listen!" Twilight jumped around in joy like a little filly. She was so excited that her voice was shaking, "I had a beautiful dream last night! It was so colorful! I haven't seen any color in my mind for a while, and that dream was amazing!" Without missing any details, she started telling Owloysius about the dream, "In my dream, i became a little filly at a bakery shop." Twilight closed her eyes and said. She had already taken out the eye ball, but she seemed to remember the dream like it was her own experience, "My dad was mixing flour and water, and my mom was making them into cupcakes. There were customers who were smiling at me in the shop, and then I ran outside to play on a swing under a tree. It was a really nice swing too." Twilight had been in darkness for such a long time, so she was extremely excited about this new colorful dream she just had. Even Owloysius felt the joy that was coming from her. "The dream was so amazing that I didn't want to take out the stuffing. But don't worry, every time i hear any pony coming up i would take out the stuffing and put them into a glass flask and hide it under the bed. When i am alone, i would put the stuffing back in and practice dreaming with it. At first i had to asleep first, but soon i can see the dream even when i am awake. I guess i was just used to it." Twilight giggled. "Twilight, i have brought you another gift today." "Really?" Twilight said with excitement. Owloysius had already placed the bloody eye ball on the table. "Yes, its at the same place as last time." Twilight walked towards the table, picked up the bloody eye ball and fit it into her eyes. "Oh my gosh, sir! It feels like the words is being flooded with colors!" Twilight placed her hooves in front of her chest as if she was praying to the lord. "It's just like a flood! The color flowing out from the stuffing was going directly into my mind!" The eye ball brought to Twilight that day was from Granny Smith. She lived in the country yard, and Owloysius noticed that her yard was filled with green trees, grass and flowers. Remembering that Twilight's favorite color was green, Owloysius decided to target Granny Smith. He landed next to the window and watched Granny Smith knitting. After a while, she suddenly stopped her work and rubbed her eyes. Maybe she had been knitting for too long, so she decided to take a mid day nap. Owloysius wait until he heard the snore from her, and he glided into the room silently, landing on the chair. The chair shook and screeched from the extra weight, but Granny Smith was still asleep. Owloysius moved to Granny Smith's face. "It was a beautiful flower field!" Twilight's voice dragged Owloysius back to reality from his memories. "And in this dream, I could even knit a sweater! I have never done it before." More! I need more eye balls! Owloysius thought. I need to collect more eye balls for Twilight so that she can see more about this world! Using my beak, I am going to bring the eye balls of every pony to her. She would be so happy. I am going to fill the glass with eye balls. Owloysius decided as he saw thankful tears flowing down Twilight's cheek.
Sorrow and despair"Hi mr, listen... I decided to get the surgery after all." One day said Twilight as she was resting near the window frame. It appeared that they finally found a good match for Twilight and she could get a surgery that would allow her to see the world again. "If the surgery was successful, then I would be able to see you!" Twilight said with excitement. “That’s great news, good luck!” Owloysius said so, but his heard started sinking. If Twilight got her vision back, she would be so shocked at his true identity. She would also find out that all the stuffing that he had been giving her are eye balls that he had taken from other ponies. Owloysius didn’t care who he would hurt as long as he can keep Twilight happy. Even though he knew that what he did was not the right thing, the heart of an owl was simply not able to generate the feeling of guilt. However, on the other hoof, Twilight was a kind pony. If she knew that some pony had died because of her sake, she would become so sad and hate Owloysius. He didn’t want thing to turn out that way. I will be hated by her. The more Owloysius thought about it, the more he worried. He couldn’t even go to sleep at night. Damnit it, if only I was a pony. Owloysius thought, watching Twilight putting in another stuffing. Suddenly, Twilight let out a sharp scream. “What’s wrong Twilight?” Asked Owloysius. “I saw the monter… It always appears at the end of the dream. Its entire body was brown. As soon as it appears, the dream would end… It’s like the reaper of the dreams. It would always grab me at the end and fly upwards… It’s so scary.” Said Twilight, her voice shaking with fear. She put her hooves around her own shoulder, her entire body shaking as if it was extremely cold. She bit the bottom half of her lips hard, turning it pale. Owloysius finally realized that the monster was indeed himself. The devil that Twilight saw was the vision of himself taking the eye ball. What to do? Soon Twilight would get her eyes fixed. She would have found out the voice that had been talking to her all the time was Owloysius, the brown monster. Owloysius thought about convincing Twilight to not get the surgery, but looking at Twilight’s excited face for the upcoming light and color, Owloysius could not bear the let the words slip out of his beak. “I am afraid of the surgery.” Twilight said, “But it’s okay, I really want to see you so I’ll be brave.” Twilight tried to act tough. She wanted to be fixed just so that she could see Owloysius with her own eyes. “Tomorrow night I would have to leave for a place really faraway for the surgery. So please come back before that. I want to talk to you more.” Owloysius flew outside the window as he heard Twilight speaking. The ending is finallyhere. Owloysius’s small brain was spinning with thoughts. He thought about saying goodbye and fly somewhere far south, or just simply disappear and never come back. But he couldn’t do it. If he suddenly went missing, Twilight will be sad. And what’s more important, his heart would be buried in sorrow as well. Even though Twilight was going to get the surgery, Owloysius still went out to look for another gift. But it was almost impossible. Ponies had started hiding their eyes, and there were even special goggles that ponies started to wear. Pony couldn’t tell Owl from owls, so a lot of innocent owls and brown birds were shot by ponies. Owloysius’ parents and siblings were probably one of them, but Owloysius didn’t mind much. The repeated attack had made ponies alerted. Owloysius had been flying for an entire day, but he didn’t get any chance to bring Twilight another gift. He kept flying, until he finally reached a city that he had never been to before. It was getting dark, the sun was disappearing behind the horizon. After the night would be the day when Twilight set out for the surgery. But Owloysius still haven’t found any eye balls yet. After the surgery, Owloysius’ gift would be pointless. But there was nothing else that Owloysius was able to do for Twilight. Owloysius hoped that at least before the surgery, he would be able to make Twilight happy for one last time, even if it kills him. He prayed. Owloysius got hit by a rock, his beak had cracked from the stone. He was so tired that he took a break, but his wings got caught by a pony. Even though he struggled and got away, almost all of his feather were pulled off. He accidently stepped in a bird trap, which had caught his left feet. He used his own beak to break the knee and escaped, but his left claw was gone forever. Even though, he still kept looking for eye balls, but he just couldn’t find any. Owloysius flapped his incomplete wings, but he glided to the left and right randomly. I still haven’t found any eye ball yet, thought Owloysius. He was disappointed at himself, and tears started flowing down his bird cheeks. The moon had come out from behind the clouds. Twilight was going to leave in a few hours. Suddenly, Owloysius saw something under the moon light. It was another pony body that was about to be buried, covered with white cloth and everything. Owloysius saw another colt digging with a shovel nearby. Owloysius saw a thin light of hope. “Hey there, help!” Owloysius flew a bit far away and faked a pony’s voice. The colt immediately dropped the shovel and looked to the direction Owloysius was. He thought for a while, and then he climbed out of the ditch. He walked towards Owloysius, who had flown up high in the air and glided silently over his head. Owloysius landed next to the body. Using his beak, he removed the cover and saw the dead body below. It was a mare. Owloysius didn’t thought about how she died. There were bruises all over her body, and one of her eyes had a huge dark bruise around it. Luckily, the other eye was all right. Owloysius used his beak that was already filled with the smell of pony blood to stab into the dead mare’s face. “Anonymous sir, I thought you weren’t going to show up today.” Twilight looked like she was readied for a long journey when Owloysius finally reached her place. “I won’t be able to come back in a short while, but don’t worry, I will be back eventually.” Said Owloysius, placing the blood stained eye balls on the table. On the table there was a vase. Next to the vase, there was a glass bottle with all of the eye balls that Owloysius had ever brought Twilight. It looked like Twilight wanted to bring the bottle with her as souvenir . “I hope everything goes well. Good luck Twilight.” Twilight smiled, “Thank you very much.” “Here, I have brought you the last gift. It’s on the table. Please take a look at the new dream.” Owloysius’ chest was filld with pain that he couldn’t even breathe. But he had made up his mind. He was going to say words of goodbye. “Sorry Twilight, I will never come back, every again.” Said Owloysius. And he had also decided to never think of Twilight again. Twilight picked up the bloody eye ball and put it in. Owloysius turned around and was about to fly out of the window. But his words were covered by a long, painful scream of Twilight. Twilight rubbed her face with her hooves as if she had gone insand, and she started to throw up. She fell over on the floor, and pulled out her hairs as if she was enduring serious pain. The glassful of eye balls was knocked over. It fell on the ground and broke. Pony eye balls started rolling around. Rotten and soft ones mixed with fresh and bouncy eye balls rolled around and surrounded Twilight, who was still twitching and screaming. With a scream like a monster, Twilight collapsed and finally stopped moving. Owloysius landed on Twilight and put his ear next to her chest. He couldn’t hear her heartbeat, she was dead. Her face was filled with pain and horror. Her beautiful hair turned pale, and her face was filled scratches from her own hoof. Owloysius didn’t know that the mare had been living a terrible life. She had been cheated on, lied to, and hurt. She died when she was beaten up, and she recorded all of the memory of pain and despair in her eyes, which was seen by Twilight. Twilight had relived every painful moment of the dead mare’s life. He felt the hell that she had went through, and the instant she died. Owloysius’ head lied against Twilight’s chest. It was the first time he had ever touched her, but she had already turned stone cold. Twilight’s mom stepped into the room to fetch Twilight for the journey, but instead she saw her daughter lying on the ground, surrounded with pony eye balls and dead, with the cold remaining of a dead owl on her chest. THE END -
The brown reaper“It’s so scary…” Mumbled Twilight as she was sitting next to the window one day. Both of her eyes were filled with the stuffing that given to her by Owloysius. Even though the irises were going at completely wrong directions (which made Twilight look like she is derping), but it seemed that Twilight was able to obtain the memories from the eyes. However, her entire body was shaking. “What’s the matter Twilight?” Owloysius placed the bloody stained new gift down on the table and asked. “If I put your gift in, I can always see wonderful visions. This is a very unique and special opportunity for me, and I am very thankful. But I just noticed that there had always been…” It looked like Twilight could not find a right word to describe. She fell silent for a second and continued, “a monster from the visions.” “A monster?” Twilight nodded, which made one of the eyes fell out and bounced around. Twilight bent down and searched around the floor. After she found it, she wiped the dust off its smooth surface and placed it into the glass she used to keep the eye balls, which was so full of them that it looked like some of the balls would slip out at any second. “What is the monster?” Owloysius asked, “What does it look like?” Twilight shook her head, “I don’t know, it was just a glimpse. It looked like a monster, and for some reason I could feel that it was something scary… it’s just…” Twilight face changed to a brighter tone. She turned to Owloysius and gave a little grin, “Please do not mind. Every gift that you have every brought me had been amazing. To me, light and color is like salvation.” Twilight held out her hoof towards Owloysius. He knew that she wanted to hold his hooves, he saw a scene like this in one of the movies that he watched. If Owloysius had not been an Owl, he would totally have stepped forward and kissed Twilight on her hooves. “Anonymous sir, do you really…exist? I haven’t enough touched your hooves before.” Owloysius felt like his chest was being torn inside out. He couldn’t touch her, because he was not a pony. If his cover was blown, Twilight will be sad. “I am terrible sorry Twilight, I can’t touch you. A few years ago when I was traveling in a foreign country, I caught some mysterious disease. If any pony touches me, the virus would pass onto them. The instant you touch me, you would probably become very sick.” Owloysius flew out of the window once he finished his words. He could hear Twilight’s voice behind his tail, but he flapped his wings without hesitation. In his muscular bird chest, there was pain, so much of it that it was going to explode, tearing open his chest and burst out like a saber. He flew towards the town with these complex yet painful feelings, looking for the next prey. He must be careful, because ponies had been alerted with rumors of Owl attacks. Before that, he was occasionally witnessed by other ponies when he raided eye balls, so the words of Owls taking eye balls quickly spread around town. Grown up ponies would take out the rifle and shoot any owl, and fillies would cover their eyes with one of their hooves one their way from home to school. Owloysius had been shot at once too, but he was lucky and the bullet barely missed him. But since then, he had to be extremely cautious. He had to fly at a height that was too high for bare pony eyes to spot. And to bring the gift safely back to Twilight, he had to go to another town where the rumor of Owl attacks had not been spread to. At the same time, he had came up with various ideas of taking pony eyes. He would find a small hole on a wall, and when some pony walks by, he would fake the voice of a pony, “Please take a look at this small hole, there are some extremely interesting thing here!” Then he would wait till the silly pony move his eye next to the small hole. He would then quickly take out the eye ball and fly far away. And within another hour, he would be able to see Twilight’s face being filled with joy from the gift he brought her again. No matter if he was chased by pony with guns, or thrown rocks at by little children, he kept getting close to ponies, and painting his own beak with crimson red. He would hide in the tree and watch the ponies walk by, and charge once he found the chance like an arrow. Ponies would be terrified at the sight of a giant bird appearing right in front of them, and their eyes would open up extremely wide from the shock. And Owloysius would take their eye balls at that instant. Because he had been fighting other ponies for so long, sometimes he got an eye ball without even knowing it. He had broken a few eye balls while being attacked before, and occasionally he would have swallowed the eye balls by accident. But as long as he was able to make Twilight happy, he didn’t care. One day he passed by a grave yard that was on a top of a hill with no other houses around. On the side there was a pony’s body which was covered up by white cloth. Another colt was swinging a shovel nearby, digging a big hole. It appeared the pony was about to be buried in a tomb. There was a piece of the dead ponies’ cloth slipping out from underneath the cover. Owloysius recognized that shirt. It was from a pony who he had stolen an eye from. It appeared that the pony was too desperate after he lost his eye that he committed suicide. Owloysius stood there until the hole was filled back in with the pony’s body inside, then he spread his wings and flew away. Day after day, ponies were more cautious about Owls. In fact, they had already started killing all kinds of birds in ponyville.
