>You have been traveling the Everfree Forest for six days now.
>Lighting a fire at night keeps the timberwolves away.
>You eat berries, fish, and the occasional chicken...lizard?
>Every so often you get a peek at the edge of the forest.
>You can see the castle; that shining kingdom in the cliffs.
>It's always closer, yet it's still so far.
>You and Crius are speaking more, now.
>He listens to the stories from your Bible.
>Sometimes he asks questions.
>You think he's starting to come around to your God.
>Today your mind wonders.
>"You're going to ruin the elements of harmony."
>That quote, it rings around in your head...  What could she have meant?
>The elements of harmony were a weapon, were they not?
>Why would applejack, or twilight, why would they be involved in such a weapon?
>You'll have to ask them.
>Twilight seemed the most interested in your book.
>She was terrified when she first started reading.
>So much blood.
>So many animal sacrifices.
>But she felt comfort in the second half of the book.
>She felt comfort when your Lord became the ultimate sacrifice.
>So no more blood would be shed.
>You remember the night before Twilight transcribed your Bible.
>Fluttershy wanted to read it, but you pulled it away when she reached for it.
>That "eep" she makes when you startle her, you'll never forget it.
>She was happy when you brought home a copy for her.
>Even if you only gave her the New Testament.
>You didn't want to scare her with the darkness of humanity in the first half.
>You told her to start in the Book of John.
 
>The Titan with you stops his advance, halting your train of thought with it.
>You feel the familiar breeze whispering through the foliage through this neverending forest.
>Crius whispers something to you; you strain to hear him.
>"We're being followed."
"What was that?"
>He speaks a bit louder.
>"I said we're being followed."
"We're being followed?"
>You hear a voice from behind the trees.
>"Hairless monkey, minotaur, I will stop you where you are"
>Suddenly with a small "thwap" to the side of you, Crius is out cold.
>You turn your head to see a figure with a blow dart.
>"You should have stayed away my friend, for this could surely be your end."
>Against your better judgement, you ignore rhyming native, you rush to your friend's aid.
>You inspect the shoulder and pull out the makeshift dart. There's a strange sap on it.
>"The timberwolves, you not let them be. You killed them all, but you will see!"
>She picks up another dart and dips it in that syrup.
>"The sap I have here on this dart, it steamrolls its way into your heart."
>You throw the dart on to the ground when you hear her say this.
>The creature continues on rhyming, but you're not listening any more, your mind is somewhere else.
>If you rushed with your sword, would you make it in time?
>Could you close the distance between the two of you before you were hit with the dart?
>No, this isn't some demon or beast that needs to be slain.
"I'm not here to hurt anyone, I'm on a quest from..."
>"I'm not a fool, I know your mission. The spirits have told me, those apparitions."
>"And you free a Titan from his Hell, you expect things to be all... swell?"
>She's grasping at her proverbial straws, now's your chance!
>You make a run towards her, in a desperate attempt to grap that dart away from her.
>She has enough time to load the dart gun and blow.
>"twamp"
>You fall to the ground.
 
>The figure comes over you and removes a dark cloak.
>Under the cloak is a horse, no...  A zebra!
>You can no longer hear what she's saying, it's all but a distant echo now.
>You feel no pain, just weakness.
>The sight is beginning to blacken.
>The zebra, content with her kill, turns and walks away.
>You run through your mind the story of Paul.
>You just keep running it through you mind.
>He was bitten by a poisonous snake.
>Yet he survived.
>He was living proof that your Lord cared for him.
>You could drink poison and your Lord would protect you.
>But what of Crius?
>Your mind is beginning to slow.
>You can either focus on yourself or your friend.
>Run through the scriptures in your head, or pray for his protection?
>You know which choice to make.
>You feel paralyzed.
>You can't breathe.
>You can only pray.
>At least until your conscious mind fades to darkness.