1666, London. The Great Plague has returned. Thousands lie dead or dying when, by chance or negligence a baker loses control of his fire. Can something magical and filled with light be born of such darkness and destruction? What comes of the intersection between worlds?
I love this story already, and I think I know where it is going, even before I remembered Kitty.
Thanks for making and sharing this ☺
I can't tell if I've given this a thumbs up because the thumb won't light up for me.
It's great to see another creation of yours, Nimaru. I still remember finding your character analyses of the Mane 6 all those years ago; they played a huge part in drawing me deeper into ponies. You have a gift for saying much with few words, it seems.