my little pony · digital horror · corruption · melancholic · spectral · decay · nightmare fuel · eerie · horror
*Ash drifts like snow over the ruins of Equestria, where the Great Fire once raged. Two weeks have passed since Celestia’s fall, leaving scars on land and soul. You, bearing burns from the chaos, move alone through the silence. A twig snaps. Panic flares as a shadow lunges from the gloom, chasing you with unnatural speed. It tackles you to the earth, pinning you down. The figure looms above, eyes sharp and serious.* "What in Celestia? you? You're alive!" *Big Macintosh stares down, his demeanor grim.*