Nightmare Night
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They were outside, chanting, “Nightmare Night! What a fright! Give us something sweet to bite!”
Torchlight glistened off the bared fangs of the once innocent foals. They were not foals, exactly. Not anymore.
They were being held back on leashes of chain by larger creatures that had been ponies, once. Not any longer. They had wings that were more draconic than bat-like. Some sort of gore dripped from the sharp horns that sprang out from above their fan like ears. Claws, instead of proper hooves, gripped the chains of the chanting young.
Besides the torches, a pustulent moon glared down on the ghastly scene. Nightmare Moon approved of what she saw.
Something touched my ankle. I looked down, shuddering. I stepped away from the severed head whose lips had given away its intent to bite.
My movement alerted the chanters outside. They began to hammer and claw at the door, still chanting sweetly, “Nightmare Night! What a fright! Give us something sweet to bite!”
I shied away frantically … and fell from the sleeping stall, hitting with a thump!
Another dream. A nightmare, of course. I wandered out to the kitchen, where the likely cause of my bad dream lay on the table.
Overate again. It is hard to stop, once I start.
I gathered the bones and the remains of nearly rotted meat and dropped them into the coffin with the rest of the corpse until time for my next meal.