A world with magic, and a world meant to thrive without... Legend has it that six ponies would rise seal the rift between the worlds that were never meant to meet, returning harmony to both. Wait, these are the foretold heroes?! Oh, we're so doomed.
Stories whisper in my ear, Each one lurking very near, Begging, pleading to come play, To have a chance before they fade. A little hope breathed through the page, To come alive through a writing mage.