Dreams.

Nightmares.

Then there was It.

A monster.

No,

It eas something worse.

Violence.

Hunger.

Survival.

Fluttershy is forced to either adapt or die trying

With a snap Luna was on the moon

Alone.

Or was she?

Trapped.

Within the mind.

Within the soul

The tales of a war lost

Chance.

Choice.

These two couldn't be more different from one another.

For mare do well it couldn't be more complicated.

Solo wanted it to end.

Solo wanted to be free.

Never underestimate a child's creative mind.

Car.

Tires.

Engines.

Cars.

Thees four things can either make your car or make you look like a rookie.

Blue star wasn't a rookie.

Everything and everyone has an origin, a past.

This is a mere glimpse of hers

Fight.

Lose.

Obey.

They didn't have a choice