It was a sunny day in the town of ponyville.
Birds were chirping and everypony was happy,
except for one pony, the princess of friendship herself Twilight sparkle.
She was walking towards her crystal palace, a look of concern upon her face and Spike at her heels.
"It can't be that bad Twilight." said her faithful assistant.
"But it is that bad Spike!" replied Twilight.
"Come on twilight who says they aren't friendly?"
"All the pones that went missing in the area where it's said to be situated is why they aren't friendly."
"I guess you have a point."
Twilight had been in canterlot when she received a note that said
"Hey twilight it's me, Daring do. I just want to say that the city of Magicae Anni is real and is deep in the badlands.
The rest you'll have to find yourself. Also I'm writing this in a hurry, ancient totems and stuff."
At this news twilight had rushed to her palace and to send a message to all her friends to meet her.
"Well let's just hope their leader is negotiable" said the worried alicorn.
"Okay, so is everypony here listening?"
"Yeah Twilight, do ya think we wouldn't?"
"Just making sure Rainbow."
"So while in canterlot I received a message from A.K yearling and-"
"Wait you got a note from Daring do?!"
"Yes rainbow I did so can you jus-"
"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!"
"Will ya settle down Rainbow!"
"Sorry AJ I got a bit carried away"
"So as I was saying, a place by the name of Magicae Anni has surfaced and the legend about it does not sound inviting."
"Whatever do you mean darling?"
"I mean that this city could be extremely dangerous. just listen and you'll see what I mean"
Long ago there was a creature of purest black who knew all that was to be known. It had traveled all over equestria, learning all it could.
When it saw it could not learn more from the books it read, it built a city made of magic and steel. It said that all who dare take it's knowledge would be reduced to bones and ash at his hooves. Everypony heeded its warning but one selfish pony did not. He amassed an army of a thousand warriors and marched to this city. He stated that no single pony could defeat him and his army.
The creature thus said leave now or incur my wrath. The foolish pony merely laughed. The creature then struck with speed rivaling that of a bolt of lightning. In a matter of seconds the army lay motionless and their leader dead. The city then vanished without a trace. But this tale is said to be a mere myth, a lie, a lesson for those who are ignorant and selfish.
For no pony griffon nor dragon has ever found this city, or rather come back alive. This was the tale of the city of Magicae Anni, or better known as The Empire of gears.
---To be continued---