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We are all just stories in the end. Official scribe to his Royal Highness King Sombra of the Crystal Empire. His tales are as varied as they are poignant, sad and bittersweet. Remember them well.

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STORY PREVIEW: The Mad Seeress of the North · 7:03am Jan 6th, 2016

While poor Nyx is confined to a week's bed rest in the Crystal Castle's infirmary (by order of King Sombra himself), let me take the opportunity to give you a preview of her story, to be submitted for moderator approval tomorrow.

Heh, I've been wanting to get this piece up for the last couple of weeks while I've been polishing it. At last we get to see King Sombra do what he does best - go to war and scare the LIVING CRAP out of ponies!

The Mad Seeress of the North

“He must also want to satisfy his curiosity as to how a tribe of mares has routed some of his best men,” the archer, True Aim, added. The group came to their position and turned back to the hillside where King Sombra still stood, studying, listening to Celestia-only-knew-what the land and air were telling him.

“This time it's more curiosity,” Iron Blade shook his head. “He went to great lengths to confirm the Marazons have the prize he seeks.” The Captain smiled. “It's rare he finds something so elusive of him. Trust me, he's taking pleasure in this hunt.”

The recruit's eyes widened. “'Hunt'?” he repeated. “You say that like he's a predator!”

The Captain smirked. “You didn't notice his fangs? Tell me when you have ever seen a pony with fangs?”

The stallion shuddered. It was true. Herbavores did not possess fangs. So what did that make King Sombra?

A cold, westerly wind chilled them through their coats. All eyes were drawn back to their King. It was good they were still upwind, but this area had proven it could change wind direction quickly. He would have to -

- they all blinked and their King was gone.

“What?” the recruit whispered. “How?”

“You'll see. Wait,” his Captain nodded, settling in on a rock. He pulled out his sword and began sharpening the blade, knowing there was nothing more to do now but hold their position.

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