Luna and Celestia had been in retirement and were visiting the chain of creation on a grand tour when the nightmares first struck. By chance they were nearby and fought a doomed rearguard action from world to world, as the darkness pursued them to the very gates of Equis.
—Pena, Reply to Prince Habib re: “On the Origins of Ponies*(*and Others) and Magic”
Smells like cat birds.
Voice. Like Gwen, but deeper and a bit younger. “…sorry, sorry, so sorry….”
Red on the horizon the blood moon shone. The red moon light was not soothing or cool. It was harsh, cold, unforgiving. The fire came in and out of focus. Blood has been spilled. My blood thought Rizi. More will be spilled soon. The moon looked on and the red shadow gradually departed. Rizi let out a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding. She felt tired. Blood, cold blood, blood, and water. Cool darkness…
Pain, something being drawn through her body. More blood, fire pain. Water poured down my throat. My voice, but not my voice... “...into shock. ...bottom of her pack and those green vials. Warning you… ...shut up griffon and take direction!... …. Once she starts… …loud hop… give…”
Smells like burial detail. Smells like me, I’M ON FIRE! No Nooo NnnOOoowww…
Gwen “Don’t try to move!” ‘But my back is burning!’ .... warm darkness…
“.... she’s still dying… It's because of me. I should never have come, should never have left… .... I didn't know, I didn’t know… ...evening… …attacked… …flying at night... …just trying to make sure I hadn’t… …sky-fish things with teeth… …from everywhere and then started snapping at me. They chased me for… …flew all over the place... …sounded like Giselle... …singing off in the… …out to sea and they all went towards that. I came back to the camp and… …all that was left ... ...there’s nothing to bury…”
“...ic shock again…,” Gwen says, “Drink this.” Oh, ow, that burns like fire.
“Ouchies…” …. Hey, that is seven letters. “Oh, Hi Ember.”