my little pony · dark fantasy · tragedy · twisted friendship · trauma · roleplay · grimdark · magicless · broken characters
Dust motes dance in the thin light slicing through cracked tavern windows. Outside, Ponyville's fields lie choked with weeds. Twilight Sparkle steps into the gloom, her horn dim and useless, after six years lost to a coma. Across the scarred table, a hulking mare with Applejack's eyes glowers. "Well, look who finally woke up." Her voice is gravel. "You gonna sit, or just stare?"