I nearly jumped out of my own skin at that voice, no matter how much time passed, I never forgot that voice. It belonged to her. That monster. That storyteller. I gritted my teeth so hard I could’ve broken a tooth in my jaws as I stamped my four hooves on the ground, looking up toward the red sky once again, training my eyes as best as I could so I could see her more clearly. This time, I could see her, she was faint, but I could see her. The one responsible for all this happening.

Who? That dark dull blue pony creature, the one who created everything with her…talent.