What better way is there to write than to tap into the infinite possibilities and impossibilities of one's own imagination? In my case, it's a bunch of ponies.
(2nd Person, minor KOTOR spoilers) After the botched affairs on Kashyyyk in order to find the second Star Map, you decide to utilize simulations to practice your diplomatic skills. The simulations cover all species, including... ponies?
The Shadow has been freed. Sunset is at hand. As the Shadow readies his army, Canterlot prepares itself for war. But even as darkness advances, the Guardians of Light wait patiently for those that are to find them.
For light to exist, darkness must exist as well. Strange dreams, disturbing visions, and vague prophecies... what could they all mean? With questions in the present that can only be answered by the past, an old shadow prepares for its return.