Far into Equestria's future, the familiar history of the land is barely understood. Perhaps the Nightmare won, and Stars know if there was ever a Living Sun that tread the earth. Everything has regressed, but one young conscript is there for the end.

Written for the Rage Reviews group's F*** THIS PROMPT #7 contest. Must be complete by 12:00 PM Monday. God save me. Follow the link for the prompt, since I'm going to try and do the bare minimum to work it into a decent story.