First Fimfic! Please comment! A pony who was usually quite nice and goodhearted takes a turn for the worse. The Voices. They've always been there, whispers in the wind, but they're getting louder. More…powerful than usual. They've been small, quiet, sometimes even unnoticed. They tell him to do…unsightly things. Horrible, horrible acts, and he's always kept them hidden. He kept his sanity. He resisted. He turned the feelings into musical pieces, art, poetry, and other means of expression. But he can't keep this up very long. The Voices grow more powerful daily. This, is the story of the straw that broke the camels back, and the outcome afterwards. This, is the story of Sivad.