Stuck in an empty void was a mismatched creature. He was writing on the air with a piece of chalk as quiet muttering was coming from his mouth.
“I’ve been here for exactly,” he tapped his chin. The creature snapped his talons together and continued writing. “Thirty six thousand five-hundred twenty-four days. That means, I’ve been here for a hundred years.” He turned his head around the void. Nothing could be seen for miles around him.
“I’m surprised that I haven’t gone mad yet,” he said. The creature shrugged and threw the chalk behind him. “Oh well, back to work.” He snapped his talons and two identical wooden blocks appeared in his palms. The creature hovered in the air with his focus downward.
“Steady, steady,” both of the blocks were slowly being placed between two others. Both slid into place. “Perfect.” The creature snapped his talons. He appeared at the foot of his creation with a smile on his face. In front of the creature was a one to one scale model of Canterlot Castle. The entire structure had been constructed by maple building blocks that each measured four inches tall.
“A hundred years to complete this,” the creature said. “A hundred years of the repetitive task of placing blocks atop another. It was hard work, but I’ve created something great. If this fell, I would probably take another hundred years to build it again.” He stared at the model with a content smile on his face. Again, his talons snapped. A sledge hammer rested in his hands. The creature ran towards the toy castle swinging. The hammer connected with the blocks causing them to fly in multiple directions. The entire structure slowly collapsed on the creature. He covered his head and was laughing as the blocks rained down on him.
“Well worth it!”