Emotions are a powerful force; much more so than it is given credit for. It doesn’t matter what type: love or hate, joy or anguish... They all have a life of their own.

It's lack of sentience is a godsend, but what would happen if this force decided to congregate and cooperate, directed by a darker and more amibitious mind rather than by survival instinct?

Another day in the caves in which the surviving ponies have secluded themselves ever since the plague hit.
Not quite.
A new arrival might well throw that stalemate situation into disarray.

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Heeeey! Chapter three!
I had a shower today (surprise, surprise!) and I gotta admit, it is one of those typically inspirational moments, sitting somewhere up there with classes and bus trips.
Anyways, at the conclusion of said shower, I knew how to conclude Plague without having to make it devolve into an epic of its own. About three chapters, I figure.
With that said, in this chapter I wanted to mostly get a little practice with a fighting scene, which I managed at a passable level, methinks.
Gotta admit though, Nick Harkaway is a fucking genius xD When you're able to write an entire page of description over the qualities of a tupperware box and some random tidbits besides without making it seem boring, you've got something pretty good going.
Meeeeh, as usual, next chapter will pop around at an unknown date in the distant or not-so-distant future.

Discord’s escape had threatened the fragile peace of Equestria, but that vile manipulator was back in his prison now. Everything could return to normal. Life went on as if nothing had happened.
And yet, unwittingly, his release had triggered an old seed the draconequus had planted prior to his first capture, some thousand years in the past.
An explorer from Ponyville will uncover Discord’s last ditch plan and set in motion a series of events that will change the very face of Equestria and its inhabitants.
Why would he do such a thing, you ask?
It’s simple: He’s a nosy bugger.
Curiosity killed the cat, as the saying goes.