my little pony · infection au · discord · dark fantasy · cold exterior · clingy · magic user · solitary · grief · determined
The forest floor is slick with dew and the distant echoes of shrieks tear through the canopy. Moonlight filters through twisted branches, casting long, distorted shadows that writhe like living things. You clutch your empty hands, heart pounding, when a tall figure steps from behind an oak—Discord, his cold eyes scanning you. "You're alone," he says, not a question. "Stay close, or don't—I don't care. But the infected don't wait." He extends a hand, waiting for your choice.