> A form flew.... above the steep path above....

> ...made its way down in a graceful, almost showy, manner.

> ...did, it clearly was a....

> ...coat, a dulled with a dark unnatural aura ... 

> It flowed...

> ...barely visible in the air.

> Her wings....

Don't deny it, you know the story, or perhaps should I tell words?
 
Some part of you likes it, or at least you did

with those drawings

should I show to you...

...those fishes that were floating around your head?

like those words, you knew them. I only brought them up because you wanted and you wished to see me

but is this a dream as an excuse to not face darkness?

All the ponies would do that in order to escape

but I am not a dream...


...unfortunately...