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“I, as a mercenary of the guard, pledge my wings to his highness, Prince Callenair of Airtesqa. All hail the Prince, he who will one day unite us with the mainland.”

That was what Mayia could remember, every night dreaming strange things. She could always feel the fragments of her shattered memories push and pull at her resolve as days went by. Those days turned to weeks, to months… Then one day, Mayia awoke to find that she had been living in what the locals called the Everfree Forest for a few years. How many, she was unsure, but she had been here long enough to watch a little town known as Ponyville grow and change with new little fillies and colts appearing as if by magic.

A strange place this was… But years of listening, and watching them, learning from them, she came to know how to speak like them, the ponies of Ponyville. It was from there that she began her search for her faded memories. Approaching the ponies was simply out of the question… Quiet in the company of the ponies, she would continue to watch them, but somehow, that earned her a distrustful eye. They looked back at her with dismay, leaving her to wonder what she had done to warrant such unease. She didn’t want to bother them further, though, so she left Ponyville in silence.

Now here she is, finding her home here in this empty space. Where this empty space is, though, she is unsure, but one day, maybe she will understand just who she is, and what this strange world will become.