Have you ever wondered what the meaning of dreams is? They are the mirrors of our deepest desires, but yet they seem so incoherently stitched together. Like a dream where you're rushing through corridors that appear to get longer the faster you run. And when reaching the end and kicking in the door, a flashbang gets thrown. Detonating and blinding and deafening me in an instant. Ripped out of sleep and into wake, I fell out of my bed. I threw my hand around me trying to find something to grip onto. Crawling in some direction in hope of finding cover. My heart pounded like I was going to die.
Finally my hand touched something. I grabbed it and thrusted it to where I thought the entry to my room was. Later I found out that I had just thrown nothing more than book. But to me it felt like the only chance of survival. Crawling further, I hit my head on a drawer. As my vision recovered, I was able to make out what seemed like my gun on top of the drawer. I snatched it and aimed in the direction of the door. If anyone came through that door, he would drop dead on the spot. This was an ambush by the enemy, surely. My hearing slowly replenished. Was that laughing I was hearing? Was the enemy laughing at me?
"Nimble!" I thought I heard someone shout. Did they know my name? There is was again, clearer this time, "Nimble!"
"Who the the fuck is this?!" I scream at whoever is outside.
"It's Roster! Calm down." To my surprise, he wasn't even outside anymore, but had already entered the room. "I Thought this would be the fastest way to wake you up." he elaborated.
"I could've blown your head off, god damnit."
"Good thing you didn't," he remarked with a smirk. "Oh, and.. The Queen wants to have a talk with you."
"What? Why?" I asked myself what she could want from me.
"She didn't wanna tell me, but don't keep her waiting too long. She sounded.. serious."
Busting in on me like this is not the kind of thing Roster usually does. I was a bit confused, but ultimately decided to follow the call and pay The Queen a visit. Making my way over to her, I tried to think of the reason for this meeting.
It certainly didn't sound too good.
Slightly pushing the door of the Queen's throne room open apparently gave away that it was me opening it, as she said grimy, "Nimble, I've been waiting for you. Come inside, we have to talk."
Now fully opening the door, I can see The Queen sitting comfortably on her throne in the distance. Even though there was a window to the left, the throne room was incredibly gloomy. There were only a few fire pits emitting blue fire near her throne illuminating the Queen and two hand-made statues representing her likeness. One of them on each side of the throne that was made of straight shiny obsidian. The otherwise empty space leading up to the throne was broken up by 3 massive pillars on either side reaching all the way to the ceiling. It was like looking at the side of a mirror, as the left side perfectly copied the right. Hesitantly, I put one hoof on the dark blue carpet leading up to the steps of her throne. Approaching her, I felt my heartbeat picking up pace.
Still traversing the blue carpet, I shouted across the hall, "What is it you want from me?"
"You have to do me a favor."
"So many favors, what do I get out of it?" I inquired
.
"This conversation is not about what you want."
Of course, it's not, I thought to myself
"I need you to," she eventually continued, "deliver something for me."
"Hold up, I am not your carrier!" I exclaimed in protest.
"But my puppet," she said superiorly. I hated the fact that she was right.
"Just tell me what it is."
"A scroll, hand it over to Luna and only then you're free to go." Up form her throne she threw a scroll case down to me.
As I reach down to scoop up the case, she exclaims "You have to hurry, if we're not too late already." I have never heard her voice so worried, especially not over a simple message.
"What.. is this message?" I asked innocently.
"The Moon is," she paused for a second, "about to fall."
"How come? Luna controls the Moon." I was sure of it.
"She doesn't, you see. If you don't warn them in time, then we are all for doom."
"Then I should better get to it," I said before turning around and dashing past the huge pillars to the massive door I used to enter. Closing the doors behind me, I was determined to bring this scroll over there as fast as any changeling could.
While striding through the corridors and past my sleeping quarters, I could already hear what sounded like distant war drums. However, as I opened the doors, I realized that it were no drums, but rather the heaviest rain I have ever witnessed. If anything it looked like the great flood was about to repeat. Curiously, the moon was on the rise from the east. And the more it rose, the darker the sky got.
"Ayo," someone shouted at me from behind. The voice sounded like Roster. "Where are you going? In this weather I wouldn't even dare thinking about stepping hoof outside."
Should I tell him about my super secret mission?, I thought to myself.
"It's uhh.. complicated, Roster" He raised an eyebrow.
"I'm a smart fella, I'm sure I can understand."
"Okay, I'm not gonna bore you with the details, but I need to get to Canterlot, fast."
"How fast are we talking?"
"Fast," I shot it out like a canon. "As fast as I possibly can."
"What is this all about?" he was peppering me with questions.
"I know it might sound crazy, but the moon will fall, if we don't bring this scroll to Luna." He looked at me as if I had just messed up the easiest mathematical equation, completely discombobulated. It took him a while to fully process my words as he stared at me for about 7 seconds.
"So if we don't get there fast enough, the moon is going to destroy the entire earth?"
"Stop! I don't need any more pressure. And what do you mean by 'we'?"
His ears flopped down and his grin washed away.
"We are a team now, aren't we?" All of this secrecy of the Queen had to have a reason. However, seeing Roster that stricken made me reconsider. I mean, two is better than one, right? And I had already let out the details of my super secret mission.
"Of course. But how do we get to Canterlot?"
"You know I'm a pilot, right?" I did not know that.
"Yeah, but I don't think flying is going to work in this weather."
"Weather only applies to bad pilots," he defied my assumption.
"So, let's say we're flying over there. How long would it take?"
"Considering the state of weather, I can't tell. But it's definitely the fastest option."
"Alright, we've got no time to lose."
"So we're flying together then?" His face lightened up, raised eyebrows and slightly squinted eyes.
"It seems like you leave me no choice," I said while smiling at him, enlightened by his positive attitude.
"Oh, I bet you won't regret it!" He leaned in for a Hoofbump, which I gladly accepted.
"Alright, but first: We need a plane."
"Yes, my own Sky Scorcher is not up for the task though. Maybe we could ask Chester for a 'Sv. 109G-6', but he doesn't like me like at all. There's also the option of searching for a 'Sv. 410', but I don't know if we even got one of them here." I had no idea what he was talking about, but it seemed like he was forming a plan. "Okay, I got it. Here's the plan," he said abruptly. "We're gonna steal a plane." I was a bit taken back by the unscrupulous plan of his. Though it seemed like the only viable way to obtain a fast enough plane.
"So.. Stealing, huh?"
"Yeah, you never stole before?" And there was his discombobulated face again.
"Of course I have stolen before, and it's gotten me in a whole heap of trouble."
"We won't get any problems if they don't see us steal it. I can get to the keys, you wait at the plane for me."
He began to walk away at a fast pace.
"I have a bad feeling about this, Roster." He had already gone around a corner, but peeked back at me to answer.
"You kind of have to trust me on this one," he frowned.
"I guess you're right. See you at the plane." He didn't say anything back.
Stepping outside into the heavy rain, I made a break for the Hangar. It was about 300 feet away. I was soaked wet when I arrived there. Surprisingly, the backdoor was actually open and not locked as I anticipated. I used the opportunity to quickly sneaking in. After closing the door behind me, I realized that I had no idea, what plane Roster wanted to take. Therefore I figured I would simply wait near the main entrance.
A few minutes went by, in which I spectated my surroundings. It was almost completely empty, except for a small number of engineers working on a plane that was looking brand new. It took Roster a good 20 minutes until came running towards me, pointing intensely at a plane on my left. I understood what he wanted from me and dashed to the plane.
"Nimble, get inside!"
Roster unlocked the doors and I jumped into the door in the back. He too got in the pilot seat, started the engine and set the plane in motion. On the runway was a soldier with a gaping muzzle, furiously pointing a gun at us. There also mas another one rushing towards him. "What is going on, Roster?" I glowered at him.
"I have kind of gotten into an argument with Chester. Long story short, I maybe have attacked him and stole his plane keys.
And now he seems to have taken it the wrong way." Roster turned the plane in the right direction for takeoff. The runway rushed by as the plane accelerated. I moved up to Roster in the pilot cabin. My anxiety grew larger as the end of the runway was approaching fast.
"Pull it up. PULL IT UP!" I screamed scared as shit. Roster waited until the final moments to put this metal bird into air. Due to the relaxation of being airborne, i plummeted into the co-pilot seat. "Don't ever do that again," I said out of breath. He just chuckled back at me. And we were off to Canterlot.
In the air the storm was still raging on. And we were on course to enter the most dangerous area of it. I could tell by the sheer amount of lightnings in the distance. The plane was of medium size compared to all the others I've seen in the hangar. It had big wings and a spacious back. There were seats for up to 8 Changelings. I went to the back and laid on a few seats to try and get some shut-eye. After what I assumed to be half an hour, I was woken ungently by the shaking of the plane. I sat up, seeing how Roster had a hard time keeping the plane under control. This had me a bit worried. It did not help that there were lightnings everywhere around the plane.
"You sure you got this under control?" I asked in a hurry.
"Yes, only one thing; Have you said your prayers today?" That couldn't mean anything good. I see a flash closer than anything else and a loud growl roaring through the plane immediately after . The plane tilted to the right and we began to lose air. A lightning has hit our plane. The lighting had completely shut off the plane. We were headed nose first into the clouds below us. I tried my best to grip onto a seat and the scroll case. As my grip slipped, I flew through the plane all the way to the back. It felt like we were in free fall for well over a minute. "I got it!" Roster screams from the pilot seat. Watching out of a window, I can see the ground coming closer with every second that passes. I closed my eyes and started praying like it was the last thing that could help.
Miraculously, the G-Force left my body. We weren't dead on the grass below us. As I opened my eyes, I slumped down to the plane floor. Roster had regained control over the plane. "You alright back there?" he shouts from the pilot seat.
I slowly went to join Roster in the pilot cabin and took the seat of the co-pilot. But I was not there to actually help him fly the plane. I have never been in a plane before. As I sat down, Roster looked over to me for a split second. "You look pretty roughed up." I saw the worried expression on his face.
"Ah, it's nothing." I let my gaze wander over the console of the plane. There are so many buttons, sliders and displays.
But every little thing has it's usage. No matter how small or insignificant an input seems, it could be the one input that changes a desperate situation to an advantageous one. "How do you fly such a thing?" I asked Roster with a raised eyebrow.
"It's actually quite simple." He said it as if everyone would know how to fly a plane. This is for this, you use this when that happens, here you check whatever. I wasn't too keen on actually listening to him, but I let him explain everything and simply nodded every once in a while. All I wanted to achieve was to kill time. "And here you see that.. we are close to.. being out of fuel." What did he just say?
"Out of fuel? WE'RE OUT OF FUEL!?" I lost my temper, my breaths began to accelerate like a rocket. My mind was racing, already imagining us plumbing down to the ground once again. But this time without any chance of survival. Hitting the grounds below us at terminal velocity. The plane turning into a puzzle of sorts and us ripped apart and crushed.
Looking like squeezed through a blender. Only a heavy punch of Roster was able to bring me back to life.
I turned my head slowly towards him with my muzzle hanging below and dead eyes staring right through him.
"What do you mean by 'out of fuel'?" My voice was weak and fragile.
"Okay, don't freak out. We will not die here. I will make sure of it!" I admired his optimism. "There are always enough parachutes for the entire plane," he continued. "Once we actually do run out of fuel, we will parachute to safety."
"And where are those parachutes?" I asked him skeptically.
"In the back on the right. There's a compartment behind a door."
I stood up and checked to see what I would find. There actually was a compartment door. I unlocked it and found that it was.. empty. No parachutes, no safety. It seemed like the worst was inevitable. "Roster?"
"You found the compartment?"
"Yes.. it's empty."
Roster was noticably silent now.
"Uhh," he suddenly uttered, "the tank is too."
Guess were gonna die here, I thought. The engines shut off once again. "How do we survive?!" I yelled at Roster.
"Do you believe in god?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Because you maybe join him soon."
"That is not helping!"
My mind was back to rushing through corridors that appear to get longer the faster it ran and I was about to get lost in them. But I've been here before. Last time this happened I would simply wake up in my cabin. Surely this will happen
again, my mind told me. So I layed down between the ranks of seats and closed my eyes. I shut off my hearing. I was able to feel this dream coming to an end. This is not real, it's just a dream, I comfort myself, When I open my eyes now, I will be awake in my bed, snuggling into the pillow. And so I did.
I opened my eyes and was laying on a patch of grass. Roster was hanging over me, looking worried as ever. I looked directly at him and he began to smile a bit. "Welcome back to life!"
"Wha- Where.. am I?"
"I am not quite sure, Nimble." The rain was still pouring.
"I haven't left your side since we crashed. I don't wanna go on without you."
"We crashed? What do you mean?"
"Don't you remember? I guess it hit harder than I thought. We ran out of fuel and I had to crash land the plane in this lake here." Spectating my surroundings, I realized that I am near a forest and a lake. After this setback, I was at the verge of giving up. "Come, drink some from the lake. You'll feel better in no time," Roster told me, pointing to the lake. I slowly got up and made my way over to the lake. And Roster was right, I felt better. I was able to structure a clear thought now again. That's when it hit me. The scroll is still inside the plane.
"Did you get the scroll out of the plane?" I asked him furiously.
"I was more worried about you than that piece of paper." Even though is was sweet of him, we still needed that scroll back.
"That scroll is our only hope at stopping the moon. I will go and get it!" I said with a firm voice.
"No, leave the scroll. We can just tell Luna to stop the moon and then she'll turn the moon around or something. We're too weak right now, it's not worth it to risk it."
"You don't know what's on the line." I looked at him with anger in my eyes and contracted eyebrows. Jumping inside the cold water, I swam to the wreck of the plane in search of the scroll case. After holding my breath for 50 seconds, the scroll case was in the pilot cabin on the controls. I snatched it, surfaced back to the top and returned to Roster. "Now let's get moving, we don't got all day after all." I strode off into a random direction, hoping to find a road. Roster joined me shortly after.
"Seems like someone is back on track." He gave me a light bump.
"Why did you decide to join me on this, Roster?"
"Is this a joke? I always help a fellow soldier. And besides, you give me the chance to save the world with you. How could I decline the most epic mission the world has ever seen? But what is the driving factor for you? The fame, the adrenaline or is it just something you do every Thursday?" I glanced at him dubiously.
"It's none of those. I had no choice. I.. don't wanna talk about it." My head slumped down.
"Everything alright, Nimble?"
"Yes, it's just.. Let's keep walking."
It took us a while, but eventually I was able to make out what sounded like a car in the distance. Right after a hill in front of us, we would find a street. From there we would be able to get a car and drive to Canterlot. Our faces lit up like a new light bulb as we actually saw the cars with our own four eyes. "But how were we going to get a car?" I asked the obvious.
"I know the crash has knocked you pretty bad, but have you forgotten that we're changelings?" Immediately after Roster transformed into a pretty pony, fitting perfectly into Equestria.
"How did you do that?" I was flabbergasted.
"Imagine yourself as a pony. Focus on how you would look like. Then be that pony." I closed my eyes and did as he said. I felt something inside me. When I opened my eyes again, I was just as beautiful of a pony as Roster.
"Woah, that was amazing!" I exclaimed.
"Now that we both are pretty and innocent ponies, let's get ourselves a car." Roster sprinted onto street, waiting for a car to come by. I stayed a bit behind, as one pony on the street seemed intimidating enough. Most mindlessly swerved around him, but one Pony saw Roster and wanted to help. He got out of his car and asked roster why he was standing in the middle of the street. "Oh, me and my brother must quickly get to Canterlot." Roster's voice was as pure as the one of a child.
"I'm sorry, but I am on my way in the totally different direction." The stranger was unwilling to cooperate.
Roster was visibly not pleased with his answer. He put one hoof on the stranger and got quite close to him. After some time, the stranger gave Roster the keys. I rushed to Roster who was already seated in the driver seat. I got in next to him and he pushed the pedal the medal. Canterlot was written on every signpost, which made it easy for us to find it. "Hey, uhh, what did you say to the pony that he would give his car over to you? Seemed like you made quite the show." He gave me a look that made me curious. I stared at him for a few seconds until he spilled the beans.
"I, um, told him that we need his car, otherwise I would cut him open and use his parts as bait for my next hunt?" I certainly did not expect this level of cruelty from Roster.
"Wow.. uhh.. cool. I guess." After that the silence in the car spoke volumes. We didn't exchange another word and I drifted away into sleep.
"Hey, we're almost there, wake up." Roster was poking me until I moved.
"Oh, what is it?" I was still sleepy.
"Canterlot is just up on that mountain." Roster pointed out of the windshield. I had a hard time opening my eyes. But Roster was not kidding, our target was right in front of us, only a few short hundred meters up. My eyes snapped clean open.
"I can't believe we got here," I proclaim victorious, "After all this time, we finally arrive, just in the nick of time" The moon has gotten even closer to the sun and was still on the rise. We had to leave the car at the foot of the mountain as it would be unable to drive up the steep slope. "Seems like quite a march is before us."
"I will beat you to the top." Roster chuckled and picked up the pace. Halfway up, I took a moment to appreciate the view from up there.
So many ponies live happy lives in Equestria and they don't even know that they are at risk., I thought. But there was something off-putting about what I saw.
"Are you coming?" Roster asked from further up the mountain.
"Has the moon gotten.. bigger?!" I respond to him, ignoring his previous question.
"Maybe not bigger, but.. closer?" This shook me to the core. Are we too late?
"We should hurry, Roster"
I rushed by him, as I carried the scroll that needed to be handed over to Luna for this all to be put to a hold. We both arrived at the top at about the same time. The gates to the big capital of Equestria were open. Stepping through them, the city unfolded in front of our eyes.
It was the polar opposite of what Vesalipolis is. Instead of industry and greyscale, Canterlot supports a color palette I have never seen before. It almost seemed brighter than the sun, even with the sky having been dunked in pure black.
As Roster and I strolled through the streets, we began to question the aesthetics of Vesalipolis.
"This place is awesome." I let the words slip my muzzle.
"Yeah, why don't we just stay here?"
"I can't. Unlike you, I can't simply choose to abandon the army"
"But why not, Nimble?"
"I have stolen. From the queen."
"Queen Chrysalis?"
"Yes, I went into her The Queen Tower simply to admire the arts displayed in the hall. I was fascinated with Chrysalis' statue. Then I noticed that a small part of the statue came loose and landed in front of me. I took it without thinking twice about it. As I tried to leave the tower, the piece of rock was found and I was sent to a one on one conversation with Chrysalis. She alone sentenced me to enlist in the army and stay there for 100 years or until I die."
"All of this over a rock?" He rested a hoof on me to try and calm me down.
"I have never told anyone because I was scared of Chrysalis finding out. But I can trust you, right?" I even started to tear up after telling Roster.
"Always." We were now fully hugging.
"She said if I deliver this mission, I would be free again."
"Then let's make a free changeling out of you!" Roster slowly began to move with me through the streets of Canterlot with me still in his hug. "Come on, this horror is over soon." he reassured me.
"We need to find Luna," I said while still weeping a bit.
"I will ask around. You just stay here." Roster went around, asking only one strangely dressed pony, who was more than willing to navigate him to the castle where Luna and Celestia lived. He came back to me "feeling better?"
"Yes, let's finish this." I was determined again to bring my slavery to an end. We hurried to the castle, which was surprisingly open to the public. Upon arrival, we asked the first and only stranger we found. He also was dressed in this uncommon dress. He quickly told us that Luna was on the terrace near the back of the castle. So we rushed through empty corridors.
To our shared relief, Luna was actually there. "Luna!" I exclaim.
"Oh, I didn't see you come in. Would you like some moonshine?" She was so nice.
"We would love to, but the time is pressing. We know how to stop the moon!"
"Stop the moon?" she seemed quite surprised to hear this. "Has Queen Chrysalis sent you?"
"Yes, and we have the scroll!"
"Finally, some good news." I quickly glanced at the moon and it has achieved the syzygy. Anytime soon the moon would fall. The sun was only a flaming ball of hot lava, not visible in the sky, that shines bright without emitting light. "Quickly, give it to me!" Luna exclaimed.
"Oh, yes. Here it is." I extend my hoof with the scroll in it towards her. Without waiting for me to fully extend, Luna yanked it from me. I stepped a bit back to not be in her way. Luna opened the scroll case quickly, tossing it to the side. With the scroll now in her hoof, she spread it out and began reading. She spoke in a language that was foreign to me. Roster was behaving very strange next to me. We was looking up, not at the moon, but in a completely different direction. Slightly open muzzle and contracted eyebrows marked his appearance. He occasionally shook his head a bit and took one hoof to the lower part of his muzzle. Roster came close to me to try and tell me something.
That's when out of nowhere, a delicate voice behind us shouted, "What have you done?" Roster and I turned around to see Celestia standing there in shock. Her muzzle was wide open and her eyes looked like they might just pop out.
"We saved the day!" I ignorantly shouted back.
"You didn't save the day, you doomed the future!" Celestia was furious and terrified.
"What is going on?!" Roster shouted back. She ignored Roster and instead went up to Luna.
"LUNA! Fight it! I know you're strong enough!"
Suppressed by the reading of the scroll, Luna answered quietly "Save me."
Celestia was visibly positively startled. "Luna! You're going to save all of us! Defeat the evil!"
There was Luna again, "I- I can't." The moon was becoming darker in shade. The weather completely stopped, the rain vanished and wind was not to be felt. Luna began levitating off the ground. Her Fur turned pitch black and she would transform back to.. Nightmare Moon!
In a last ditch effort Celestia screamed "LUNAAAA!" As the transformation finished, a shockwave sent all of us flying.
We hit the walls of the huge castle.
"Guess who's back, sister!" Nightmare Moon's voice roared through the air.
Celestia got back up and shouted "Luna, don't make me do this again!"
"Do what? Banish me to the moon? I am the one controlling the moon! Bringing me back to the moon would only make me stronger!"
"Then you leave me no other choice." Celestia jumped up and flew right into Nightmare Moon. They started fighting, one flying behind the other. They flew around Canterlot like flies in a jar. Celestia fled from Nightmare Moon, who would constantly shoot beams after her, destroying huge parts of the city. All we could do was to watch the fight unfold and pray for the best. Then a beam of Nightmare Moon hit Celestia. She fell out of the sky and plummeted to the ground. Nightmare Moon seemed victorious.
But then, a plane as fast as lightning materialized out of thin air, colliding with Nightmare Moon at full speed. Nightmare Moon was shot clean through the walls of a house. The plane turned around, it had a rocket on it's tail. It slowed down to land on the small patch of grass near the backside of the castle. Roster shouted "Chester! It's Chester!"
"The Chester that we stole the plane from?" I looked at him a bit scared. Chester opened a small door on the side of the plane. As I was about to make a break for the open door, Celestia suddenly hit the ground behind me near the castle.
Nightmare Moon roared again "Did you really think you can defeat me?"
"Maybe I can't, but Luna can!" a tear was streaming down Celestia's face.
"I am stronger than you!" Luna's voice was now clearer than ever before. "I would never harm my sister!" Celestia held her tear and she smiled in anticipation of Luna's victory over Nightmare Moon. Her body curved back as Luna and Nightmare Moon were fighting over control over the body. Despite Luna's best efforts, she was unable to stop Nightmare Moon.
She straightened herself and exclaimed "BUT I WOULD!" In an instant Celestia's expression switched. Both Luna and Celestia were screaming "NOOOOO!" as Nightmare Moon shot her beam to Celestia.
I could not believe my eyes. I fell to the ground, raising two hoofs in the air. Roster had to drag me away from the scene and into the plane. I fell over to my side as the plane started to move. Chester got us out of Canterlot as fast as the plane allowed. Celestia was this worlds only hope. And then, she was.. gone. My dead eyes were a clear giveaway that I had just realized. I killed Celestia. I was the one to hand the scroll over. And because of me.. Nightmare Moon was back on the loose. With no force to stop her, the world would plummet into chaos.. because of me.
And on top of all that, Roster redirected my attention out of the window and up to the moon. It grew at the sky.. Was it getting bigger? Or Closer? The answer would come shortly after. Fragents of the moon came flying down, ready to demolish anything they landed on. Roster tried to tell me something, but I didn't listen. The guilt that just wept over me was devastating. And then.. I blacked out.
This was exactly one year ago.
Today is the 20th of June, 1041.
And ironically also a Thursday.
Chester told us that he found out about the scroll Roster and I were transporting. He managed to escape Vesalipolis by taking a prototype plane that just finished building. He came to Canterlot to stop us from giving Luna the scroll, but he was too slow. Now Chester, Roster and I are enemies of the state.
Nowadays, everywhere I look, something reminds me of that cataclysmic day. The moon fragments that crashed down on the earth destroyed huge parts of every continent. The fragments were the carriers of evil energy. The immediate area around the impacts were all corrupted. Chaos erupted and the 'Outspace War' began.
The plane I blacked out on carried us all the way over to Griffonia. We landed safely in Griffenheim. We were welcomed, given basic medical treatment and a place to sleep. The Griffonian Empire was a far cry from it's former glory.
When it came out that we are changelings, they nearly had us executed. It was Grover VII himself who spared us. We told him that we were the only survivors of the 'attack' on Canterlot. After that they praised us without knowing that it is all because of me. We live like celebrities, but I did not deserve it. They are still fighting the 'Outspace War' to this day. My therapist has advised me to write down the cause of my trauma. So, this is it.
Thank you, Dr. Aitselec.
