The Unknown Daughters Reunion:The Early Days

In the dim light provided by the moon above the horizon, the barren landscape nearly mirrored it as it reflected its light.

Frozen, everything here remained, always.

The Katabatic winds were gentle again as a presence returned to the land here.

A single thud pierced the air over the ever silent lands.

Atop the surface of the ice, a glowing ring of blue appeared. Lowering toward its surface, it sank into it with a hiss. Steam, immediately turning to snow as it barely had left the surface.

After a few moments, the snow stopped wafting from the tiny ring shaped crevasse that was made.

The blue color of the ice became bluer, as it began to thrust upward.

A pillar; ten meters tall, and foot wide, rose above the icescape. Leaving the surface, it hovered a meter above the rest.

Into the darkness of the hole that was made, a crystal was lowered at a steady rate until it reached the bottom.

Dropping downward, the pillar sunk back into where it came.

Reaching its new depth, the protruding ice at the top turned to snow and blew away with the wind.

With a whoosh of air, the presence was gone. Its four impact points, the only trace that it was ever there.

This was the longest night that the Alicorn of darkness had experienced. The cold of the icy land sinking into her legs, leaving little sensation in them.

One hundred and seventy nine crystals she had laid this polar night. The cumulative work of many years of her efforts.

As she landed at the final location, she began without hesitation. Wishing for this task to be over; she made quick work of cutting the ice.

As the final pillar was lowered into place and sheared off, she heaved a breath of relief.

Though the cold stung the muzzle of even an alicorn, it was not why she had pushed through this task with all haste.

The biting cold winds there, seemed fitting for what her task would eventually bring;

The indifference of the elements of nature, at its most extreme.

As did the wind over the ice here, the crystals would do across the world for a century; Wear away.

Looking down to the ice, she closed her eyes.

"Four years..." She spoke, breaking the silence of the lifeless land where only wind made sound.

"Four years, you will sleep in the cold. Then, your long work will begin. After the last has succumbed; You will see to it that all will be put to rest, returned to the earth, buried in the annals of time."

Opening her eyes and looking over to the moon in the distance, she smiled a sad smile.

Thinking of another... She somehow didn't feel so alone here.

Taking to the sky once more, she readied a teleport spell.

In a flash, disappearing from sight.

Leaving no trace behind, but that of four hoof prints; already eroding away by the blowing winds.