The whispers come during times of weakness. They penetrate my mind with promises of friendship. I'm dreaming but I'm wide awake. I feel hollow. Empty. And there's this terrifying coldness welling up deep in my heart. Growing stronger e
Celestia has been having recurring dreams; dreams that she wishes would go away. But they only increase in their frequency. One night, she gives in and visits that statue in the royal garden. The statue that haunts her sleep. The statue of her love.