NightShadow280

In the depths of a great forest, the sound of thunder echoed throughout the silence. A single form moved quickly through the trees, weaving between trunks and ducking under fallen logs. Shiny purple scales covered most of his body, reflecting the sunlight from above. Two large wings lay folded upon his back, and a long, spiked tail snaked behind him, wrapped around a small woven basket of various berries. Approaching a clearing in the forest, the sight of a single tree came into view before him. A pair of unlit lanterns hung on both sides of the doorway. The door, built to have enough space for him to fit inside, creaked as he entered the house. "Ah, Spike. You're back." Said a familiar voice. A purple unicorn, dressed in the robe of a mage, walked into the room. Giving Spike a quick hug, she took the basket of berries in her magic. "Did the other ponies in Vivella treat you well?" She asked, a look of worry in her eyes. "Yes. For once." Spike replied. His voice was heard in her

In the ancient days, there were two great empires who remained at peace with one another. These empires were ruled by the two sisters. The first of the two empires, Avila, ruled by the graceful empress of fire and rebirth, laid in the east. It was home to various creatures who loved the day, choosing to sleep during the hours of the night. The other, Elaron, ruled by the empress of courage and strength, rested in the west. Its populace slept during the daytime, choosing to come out in the darkness under the glow of the moon. These two empires were guided by peace and freedom. Both remained in a close bond with each other, sticking side by side in times of peril and distress. The two sisters kept the land from falling into conflict between the two sides. For millennia, kindness and harmony reigned. But that harmony did not last forever One day, a single thestral flew from the inner region of Elaron, containing an urgent message for the Empress of Avila. The West Empress was found