Darkest Darkness

A long time ago, before the Alicorns fell from the clouds to rule the earth, when ponies still traveled the land and skies in feral forms, a beautiful cross between pony and nature was born.

The Flutterponies, with their butterfly wings and nature magic, ruled an area just south of what would eventually become Equestria.  It was called Flutter Valley and it was inhabited, of course, by only the Flutterponies; a haughty race who took great pride in their intelligence, for it was only found within them and the dragons that they fought for territory, from time to time.

The Flutterponies were a society of scholars and magic users who feared nothing.  They had beaten dragons before, fearsome scaled creatures that could grow as big as a small mountain and breath fire, frost, or poison, depending on the region.  They had charted the entire continent and tamed one of every beast they encountered, from Manticore and Taraxippoi to even primitive ponies.

The land was theirs, save for those pockets of dragons, and the Flutterponies ruled until the Alicorns would come.

But, if you ever take caution from anything I say, do so with this: Even dragons have fears, little one, and the dragons do not fear the Flutterponies.

Despite all their intelligence and magic, the scholars of the Flutterponies could do nothing but sit in horror as they poured over manuscripts and books, scrolls and parchments, all looking for something, anything, that could divert or destroy the coming storms.  You see, little one, the Flutterponies, with all of their knowledge and magic, had began idling in magics forbidden.  Such actions have consequences, whether direct or not, and the Flutterponies had received two prophecies:

"Descendant from the sky, they shall bring peace and prosperity to the ground in which they step, and all will benefit from their presence.   But they take no heed of their predecessors, and hell fire will rain from the sky as the clouds throw down stones to smite the sinners, both masters and slaves, and disorder will shroud the land."

"From the ashes of defeat will arise an undecided shadow, but the shadow does not know to whom it is attached.  Fate rules supreme, from the harsh rock and sand to the snowy mountains; none may escape its eyes unassisted.  But assistance comes from places that can surprise even Fate, and crimson eyes will unleash a nightmare upon the land."

Today, few even know that the Flutterponies existed, let alone of the prophecies they received.  Whether the consequences came as a result of their sins, or if they would have happened, anyway, no one is sure.

But I can tell you this, little one:  One prophecy has already come true.

And the other?

Well, its already happening.