Galaxy and I had been walking through the forest for what must have been hours. I'm sure she could have easily galloped across the whole thing within minutes but I certainly couldn't keep up with that. As we walked, Galaxy illuminated the way with the pink glow of her horn which also served to keep the bees away. The whole time, the moans and screaming around us continued endlessly and occasionally I once again saw the green glow of timber wolf eyes in the distance. Finally, when I felt my legs couldn't take any more scraping from the brambles and thorns of the forest, the plants started to clear and overhead, I could see faint patches of the dull grey yet cloudless sky. Minutes later, we were out in the open.
The transition to the next part of the circle was pretty abrupt. As soon as we left the forest, we came upon a vast desert. Sparks and bits of flame fell from the sky and rained upon the inhabitants below. Some were huddled up in balls screaming. Others were thrashing wildly about. "Wow, what's going on here?" I asked.
"This is the circle for those who are violent toward Princess Celestia and the powers of harmony and friendship" said Galaxy, "There are dragons kept in the dungeons of the royal family of Saddle Arabia which is right above here. They continuously tear apart massive rolls of paper and light the shards on fire. Specially trained pegasi then take the lit paper, which is enchanted so it doesn't go out, and scatter them. You can't see them right now since they're too high up."
I looked across the sand. Most of the ponies were speckled over with burnt patches of fur. Suddenly, I caught sight of a large creature that wasn't a pony calmly lying on the scorching sand. "Who's that?" I asked Galaxy.
The creature seemed to have heard me. Opening his eyes and turning them in my direction, he began to speak.
"It's me, King Charlatan" he snapped, "Have you already forgotten who I am. I lay here calmly because I quite honestly don't care about all this nonsense around me. I'm the king of the cold. Do you really think I'm afraid of fire?" Upon saying this, he closed his eyes once more and lay there peacefully.
Despite his bold talk, I could tell by the black patches on his stomach that the fire did hurt him. "He was another crazy one" whispered Galaxy, "He tried to freeze us all once. He didn't understand a thing about friendship. Still, Celestia and Luna did manage to learn a thing or two about him before destroying him. It was his ice magic that they used to trap King Sombra in the Frozen North."
Galaxy's horn grew even brighter and a bright pink force field materialized around us. She trotted forward and I followed, not wanting to leave its protection. The flaming paper that struck the field immediately fizzled out and slid down its side. As we walked, I tried to ignore the tortured souls around us but couldn't. Finally, we reached another river.
"Oh wow, that really is a long river" I said.
"No, it's a different one" replied Galaxy, "hell has many rivers and some are quite similar to each other depending on what goes into them."
"Where does all this water and blood come from?" I asked her.
"In Celestia's basement is a room of stone statues. Each of them has the head of a horse, the beard of a goat, the antler and horn of a goat and deer, the right arm of a lion, the left claw of an eagle, the left leg of a goat, the right leg of a lizard, and right wing of a bat, and the left wing of a Pegasus. They are the former draconequus rulers of Equestria. When they died,
their bodies were so devoid of friendship that no fungus or bacteria would grow on their bodies and allow them to decay. Thus, they became petrified. Each statue is cracked and chipped and from these flow their tears for their ignorance in life. The tears flow down a path in the room, coalesce, and eventually become the rivers of hell. Let's walk along the bank of this one now as we journey on."