There is a place, in the crack of the sky, were the border between alive and dead is breeched. There is a place, atop a frigid mountain, where souls are stolen. It is the ancient border to the afterlife...a place called Skylight.
I live to serve ponies in need. To lend a helping hoof can make all of the difference in Equestria, even if it may seem insignificant at the time.