Twilight Sparkle glanced up upon the mountain. A eerie luminescence emitted from it, clocking everything near in a strange green-golden hue. The stars behind, a slice of the moon ever so slightly, filtered through it; the rest of the sky was otherwise unmolested.
Twilight felt a shiver down her spine. Was it really now time to confront him? Why did such a fate befall her?
She signed to herself. If only Rainbow Dash were here with her magic, she'd know what to do.
Wait...
She, Twilight Sparkle, was the one with the magic. Twilight Sparkle gazed down the mountain. The eeri glow below her, illuminating her body in that same-no, now sickly-green glow. Wasn't there gold earlier?
A single lapse in judgement is not easily forgotten Twilight..
