"Within the darkness he waits for us all. As he drains the spirits and happiness from the once happy ponies, he feels nothing. He is cast out into the frozen wastes, but he does not yield to the light. Instead, he bides his time till the day that something new arrives. Something even more powerful than himself..."
~Author "Unknown"
I awoke to the cold again as my eyes slowly opened. My feet were still smelling awful and I dared not look at them. My body ached in every way imaginable, as I tried to get my bearings. The wind had blown all across the landscape as the snow and ice were shaped to resemble a smirk of evil. Jagged and mangled debris from collapsed structures riddled the land, as I stared into the darkening sky. I began to stand up and heard a snap in my legs. As soon as it came, the pain was gone, but I felt my legs swell. It figures that I survived this far, but was brought to a crawl because of the weather.
As I looked further into the snow, I saw several figures in the distance. They were within a few hundred yards of my little shelter, and were headed in my direction. I feared that these things were evil or hostile, but I held my suspicions as I looked closer. Suddenly a black pillar rose high in the sky, as the figures ran as fast as their legs could carry them. One stayed behind and tried delaying the pillar, but it was swallowed whole as I could hear a small muffled scream of pain.
I tried crawling towards the figures that still were running, but I could see the black monster smirk as its eyes glowed green and purple smoke flowed from its eyes. The storm did not stop as I saw a black sphere fall towards me. It was of enormous size and I could hear maniacal laughter from it. I could do nothing to stop it as the object collapsed the roof of my shelter. Boards, bricks, and blood blew across the floor as I screamed in agony. I heard a sickening crunch of what only could be bones. It had not killed me, but it had taken the numbness away from my legs, or so I thought. I looked down and saw that my legs had suddenly ended at the kneecaps. My eyes grew wide as my screaming stopped and I began to go into shock.
I did not hear the hoofsteps behind the fallen door nor the gasping of something behind me. My mind raced from the pain to finding out what was behind me. I considered my options, either I could act rashly and try to attack the thing behind me, or I trust it and hope that I could be healed.