The Clairetti are a race of grey coated, blond maned pegasi with a multi thousand year curse to destroy whatever they touch. But this curse can be mastered, it can be controlled, and these ponies can still touch things through years of training. One member of their herd has stumbbled into the Day realm, the realm of Celestia, a place of counterfeit happiness and bounded magic. Here, the subconscious mind is dead, making all walks of life incapable of interacting with the universe and their true destinies. Therefore, this particular pony is believed to be gone till the end of her days, but her sister, Drapney, will do everything in her power to rescue her from the Day.

The rest of the world is the Night Realm, the realm of Luna, where ponies live real lives and experience real happiness, but they also feel great pain and suffer. The Day was created to end the suffering, but at the cost of losing half of yourself, and losing the one thing you should always be certain of. Reality.

[This fanfiction is a re-written story from a previous uncompleted version called Conclave of the Clairetti. Though some basic plot points shall remain the same, I am greatly changing the overall outline and fully re-writing from the ground up. I can legally make these changes because I own both versions of this story. The previous version shall remain public for comparison reasons, you can read it if you want, but I don't recommend it, especially since I don't believe it reflects the story I was trying to tell.]