Hey there... names, uh... Light Burst. I'm a pegasus from Ponyville. Glad you came to read my story. This is about me climbing the biggest mountain here in Equestria. It's also the most dangerous. This could be my last note... or my first of many I write on this mountain on the way to the summit. I don't want to delay any longer. So this is where it all started... Ponyville, Equestria in my home...

I shifted around in my bed as the sun rays, seemingly burning, bursted through my window. It was such a bad feeling to wake up in the mornings like this. No choice, I guess. I groaned, mumbling, "Damned blinds... work for once, will ya?" I grunted and sat up, stretching. I wanted to lay back down, throw my covers over my head and sleep more. I would normally do that, but today I was leaving for Canterlot, the most prestigious town in Equestria. I was heading there to see my cousin, Perketh. He moved there a couple years ago and I haven't seen him ever since. He truly is one to live the famous life. Not really famous, but more rich. He does stunts and races for a living, and he's become so good he has over 10,000 bits from it. Enough about him, that's for later.

As I dragged my suitcases I had packed the night before down the stairs and out the door, I got a call on my cell phone. It was from... huh? My mother? Hm. I answered it, but was hit with a whole freaking blimp of surprise when she was crying. I was only surprised because she never really cried... at all. "Mom? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I said into the phone, but it had to have been bad. "It's about your cousin... Perketh." And of course... I knew it. Always something! Whoa, wait... He had gone for a trip up Skull Peak yesterday afternoon. Anypony who's set hoof on that mountain has never come down... It was actually called Skull Peak for all the deaths it caused. I gulped and braced myself for the worst. "What about him, mom?" I asked, a bit afraid to hear the answer. "They sent a rover up to investigate this morning when he wasn't back. He was found dead at the summit. They said he died of a lack of warmth. They even said his body was a subzero temperature at the time of death..." Silence. Complete damn silence. I wasn't surprised, though. That mountain had confirmed 2,000 deaths at the least. But this couldn't be happening. I have to be dreaming... This is impossible...