It was beautiful, Equestria. It's early days, only a few centuries in, it was the most beautiful place in the world. Light and happiness was all it knew, no shadowed hearts or evil thoughts trespassed here. It seemed like this place was, for lack of a better word, perfect.
If only they knew what lay ahead.
Why start with sorrow, why not begin where this truly does? It all began one Winter night.
"Tia! Tia! Did you hear what mummy and daddy were saying?"
"I heard Lu-Lu, isn't it amazing!" Celestia sighed, twirling around. At this time, she was only eighteen, and wasn't as... impressive as she is now. Her mane pretty simple, all things considered. It was smooth, and wavy, but didn't flow like now. And it was a simple pink.
