What happens when a movement falls? When a leader is exposed as a fraud and a charlatan?

Do all the former members collectively decide to cast aside their beliefs, abandon the community they forged, and simply go back to 'normal life' as if nothing had changed?

Of course not. In the face of uncertainty or opposition, there will always be those who instead double down on their convictions and become even more fervent believers.

Maybe not many, but there's always at least one. And one is all it takes to start the movement anew.

This story written for the 5th Annual Cozy Glow Contest using the prompt "Cozy Glow vs. Cutie Marks".

Thanks to Zontan for prereading and providing valuable feedback.