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“You…” Tempest’s breathing came in short gasps, her heart frantically leaping as she fell heavily onto her haunches. “H-how do you know this?” It was exquisitely painful, seeing images of friends and family she thought she would never see again. Luna looked so loving and dear! Alistor looked so cunning and lucid!

It hurt. Seeing these ponies opened old wounds, and it felt like a very visceral pain. Her mind had become so preoccupied with survival and foraging that their memories had dimmed somewhat… Was Alistor always so handsome? She had simply kept her head down, surviving and honing her magical craft. And there was a reason she avoided looking up at the moon.

“I know this, and so much more. While I do not depart from this cove, young one, I do listen.”

Tempest’s eyes widened as the pool formed additional images.

“I observe.”

Images of her scrambling out of bed as she realized she had missed Luna’s call for help.

“I watch and learn.”

Images of her racing through the castle to the other side of the throne room. Images of her impotently standing in the courtyard while her mother fell in battle, screaming her name as Celestia did her foul deed.

“And you will find that I can help you.”

Description

(Story Text below, guys. Now, with new and improved writing!)

previous

Next

volume 1 Cover page

Spanish Translation. First page

Prologue page one

“You…” Tempest’s breathing came in short gasps, her heart frantically leaping as she fell heavily onto her haunches. “H-how do you know this?” It was exquisitely painful, seeing images of friends and family she thought she would never see again. Luna looked so loving and dear! Alistor looked so cunning and lucid!

It hurt. Seeing these ponies opened old wounds, and it felt like a very visceral pain. Her mind had become so preoccupied with survival and foraging that their memories had dimmed somewhat… Was Alistor always so handsome? She had simply kept her head down, surviving and honing her magical craft. And there was a reason she avoided looking up at the moon.

“I know this, and so much more. While I do not depart from this cove, young one, I do listen.”

Tempest’s eyes widened as the pool formed additional images.

“I observe.”

Images of her scrambling out of bed as she realized she had missed Luna’s call for help.

“I watch and learn.”

Images of her racing through the castle to the other side of the throne room. Images of her impotently standing in the courtyard while her mother fell in battle, screaming her name as Celestia did her foul deed.

“And you will find that I can help you.”