Blue faith

Death.

War.

Violence.

Three concepts can both coexist and exist separately. Regardless of which scenario they all have one thing in common.

They show the true nature of a being, pony or not.

Maud knows this.

How? Because her so-called gift allowed her to.

Visions, nightmares dreams of violence, dying worlds, and crimes of evil so twisted it made the likes of Sombra look small and weak in comparison.

Maud has seen it all.

Not because she wants to, but because she is forced to by a force, a power that lived inside her. Is it alive? Aware? She doesn't know. All she does know is that she could never escape the dreams. The images of the corpse of beings known and not known are stacked into piles of thousands. Each body each face has a story she is forced to relive over and over, and over again.

She hated it.

She hated them,

And yet she couldn't help but feel sorry.

Humans can be violent and wicked beings full of hate and rage and are capable of monstrous acts such as indiscriminate slaughter or genocide of their own.

Ponies are ignorant self-centered individuals who see a single entity as a god. They will kill, rape, torture, and sacrifice their foals if she deemed it so.

Both species are capable of enacting war and death on a mass scale. Each one will claim that it was for a good cause or an act that was wielded by their god.

In the end, they were all the same.

Whether the ponies did it first or the humans did the result would have been the same. A mirror that despite seeing different faces will always just be a mirror.

"I asked you a question."

Maud tilts her head. The smile never left her lips. Oh, the answer was so simple, and yet if she were to tell they'll never understand. After all, she's the one behind the mirror. Forced to watch the outcome no matter which side she chooses.

The grip on her throat tightens.

She coughs.

"Should we kill her?"

Cloud whips around staring at her sister in horror. Flitter on the other hoof was staring up at the human. The look on her face was apprehensive but willing.

Maud blinks.

Now wasn't a good time to keep her mouth shut it seemed.

"I was curious."

The human sneered.

"you've been following us for a reason."

"ah, you noticed.

The human stared.

Maud stared back.

"I've seen glimpses of a human before I just wasn't sure until now, but the same could be said for you."

"does it matter? It was only a matter of time before someone discovered this place."

Maud nods.

Either way, the result would have been the same. Just like the mirror. You can only change the face, not the action.

At least that's what she believes.

Her sister on the other hoof.

No, now isn't the time to dwell on the past. She made her choice now there isn't much Maud could do.

Right?

Ah yes, she almost forgot that her life currently hangs in the balance.

She'll save the guilt thinking for later.

I haven't brought anypony else along but myself doesn't that say something?"

"Depends," Flitter says.

"You could be some kind of spy."

Maud snorts.

"I've seen spies and I can tell you half of them can't find a bit under a rock."

Cloud puts a hoof to her lips trying not to laugh but falling. Flitter stared at her sister in surprise. She wasn't the one who dwelled munch on humor after all. At least not after their parents forcibly kicked them out due to not having enough food on the table. The memory of it alone still makes her heart ache we both rage and sorrow.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you."

The laughing ceased.

By the look on his face, the human wasn't joking.

Why should she live? Maud pondered this for a moment. She didn't have much in terms of skill and next to nothing when it came to supplies. Her so-called foresight was limited, and she only knows certain outcomes and not the steps. Plus it's a family secret. One she swore to take to her grave.

Maud blinked.

Well technically she was strong and strength could be used for a lot of things. However, that alone ain't something that will guarantee her life alone. At least not at the moment.

Maud closed her eyes,

And when she did an image flashed in her mind.

A store.

A pony.

Food.

Safety? No, home. A new home.

Maud opens her eyes.

She understood now. Her purpose standing behind the mirror.

Her job was to point.

The grey pony smirks her eyes filled with a certain glow. One that a certain pink sister would have been thrilled to see.

"I can show you the way."