In a grassy meadow overtaken by the night did I awaken. Star nor moon shone naught from above. Every direction I turned, I met the shadowed silhouette of trees.
I was alone, but... I felt like I was being watched.
Something illuminated the land, as if the moon sat in the empty black. A presence unseen was here to grant dull light to this land plagued of darkness.
The earth trembled behind a deep, audible rumble, and beyond the tree tops did a pale light grow like the city lights of Manehatten in the distance. Trembled like mortals to their fears.
The land was otherwise silent.
The light ascended like a dome from the horizon, riddled with lines and spots of grey. It soon revealed to be the moon, massive in size. Bigger than it should have been.
The land that held the forest around me fell away into a darkness I was not familiar, taking the trees with it just as the bottom of the moon lifted itself from the skyline.
The craters cracked like blackened scars - peeling away like scabs - and in the center of each affliction was a pale blue glow. The scars widened, revealing more blue trapped in a realm of black.
Then I saw...
The moon bore sight through a thousand eyes, all watching me... Slitted eyes of black and blue in a pool of a ghostly fungal white.
The moon sees all...
The moon saw me.

This is a crossover of MLP; FiM and Darkwood, with hints of Bloodborne. All with my own personal touch.