Prolog

"Click, click, click." A pony paced in the dark caves of the Butterfly Land Mountain. Her gold shoes shined in the light of the torch. "Oh sweet Celesta, this is useless!" She moaned. She sat down on the cold floor; her bright red mane shimmered lightly. She used her magic to take a book of her shelf and place it infront of her, she also used her magic to open up the first page and read it through. "I have read this book over a thousand times! And not one answer!" She cried. "Help me! Give me a sign!" A tear dripped down her cheek. "Please…" She whispered. Just then, a blue light started to show down the hallway. The mare flapped her wings and went down the hallway. "What in the name of Celesta is that?" She asked herself.