Plagued by demons Equestria has no name for, a human female tosses and turns in fruitless slumber.

Anya bears a diagnosis known by many, but understood by few, and nighttime is the only time she is able to drop the masks she wears to survive life outside her apartment.

If only things were simpler, like the vibrant ponies she's come to adore. If only that world was a real place she could see and touch and feel, perhaps the horrid empty feelings would vanish and she could be as happy as she pretended to be.

Tragedy and pain are universal... and the Moon Princess heeds all calls...