The only subject she felt unconfident in was one that Celestia had rarely spoken of—call it metaphysics or transcendence, spirituality; Celestia seemed only to exercise power in the corporeal world. Maybe Twilight already knew as much as her teacher, and it still wasn’t enough. She didn’t know where her friends had gone in their passing, nor what magic of friendship lingered past the days of their deaths.

Fifteen years after a tragic death shrouds the quaint town of Ponyville in sorrow, a dying stallion returns from the past.

It was without doubt the worst of times, though everyone with a say in things seemed to think otherwise.
They pushed stalwartly towards what they thought was a better future, but were blinded so by their achievements that they could not tell heaven from hell. They believed cheap pleasure was more than enough compensation for a world without friendship,
and that the world was flat.

Spurred on by a need to find a love that is greater than any found in this cold world, a boy is compelled to search farther than anyone has before. He sets out, determined to find the land in which he belongs.