“On the Thousandth Summer Sun, Equestria was plunged into a new eternal night...”

For now the fires have been put out and the bodies laid to rest but, the future remains uncertain in this new regime.

Some hold tight the names they carried before the sun was stolen away, others have taken the chance to reinvent themselves completely. It’s a slim chance anypony remembers who you were before the Fall of Night.

This makes your job as a royal census taker quite difficult, especially since your predecessor’s records were, unfortunately, completely lost in the conversion of Canterlot Castle from capitol to penitentiary.

In any case, what better place to start than the crossroads of this new Equestria, a growing district just outside the Old Everfree and New Castle of the Night: Ponyville. 

[Heavily inspired by Neath! A Fallen London Musical by The Stupendium and the wider Fallen London setting]

An entry for the Dialog Only Contest