Would you jump from the top of Canterlot Tower, with nothing but the slim hope that there will be something to break your fall so you could avoid being a red paste on the cobbled streets? Well I have, well not exactly me but some pony in a past life, one of my ancestors. Ive experienced every adrenaline filled moment that Celer has been through, the wind in my mane as I leaped from roof top to roof top, avoiding her pursuers. I live by the Creed, just as Celer Novo did, her sprit still lives on in me, one of the last members of the Creed, Faith Wings.


Teen for minor profanity, minor blood, and sexual themes. NO CLOP!