The gigantic being slowly continued its march across the landscape trampling everything in its way.
Dozens of acres of tall conifers were crushed beneath its massive hooves with each stride. Great
clouds of dust swirled around it and ground slowly rolled and swayed under its titanic bulk.

A couple miles away Apple Bloom floated in the air and chewed on a piece of gum as she watched the leviathan approach
her. A strong, steady wind caused her mane and tail flutter like pennant flags and her red bow to flap in the breeze.

One nice thing about the dream realm is the fact that your gum never loses its flavor.
Thought the little filly. Her gum chewing enjoyment was interrupted by a voice in her head.

Mistress, it appears that a violent encounter is inevitable. Should I sheath you?

The little filly felt her glistening black pants squirm and move a little around her body. She glanced over at the gigantic scythe
she had draped across her shoulders. The great cat eye of malachite green was staring at her. She slowly shook her head.

Nah. Thought the filly. This bumbling thing ain’t going be ta that much trouble. Despite how big and ugly it is!

Apple Bloom could feel the rage and malignant thoughts radiating from it. It was bent on one thing. Crashing into the dream realm of ponies and for the last hour, the filly had been trying to get to turn around n leave, but this was bent on its own destruction.

Still she’d give it one more chance. Taking a deep breath Apple Bloom did her best impression of the Royal Canterlot Voice.

“EXCUSE ME. BUT CAN I SEE YER INVITATION? IF YA DON’T GOT ONE YER GOING TA HAVE TURN AROUND
AND GO BACK WHERE YA ALL CAME FROM. I NEED AN INVITATION OR A NOTE FROM PRINCESS LUNA
SAYING IT ALRIGHT FER YA TA GOING STOMPING AROUND IN PONIES DREAMS. YA GOT THAT?”

Apple Bloom continued to float in the air and chew her gum while she waited for its reply. Everything with this
monstrosity took forever. After a couple minutes deep, thundering, groaning screech like lake ice breaking came
booming across the grassy plain. Accompanying the acoustic bombardment was a new wave of violent, hungry thoughts.

The filly sighed and spat her gum out. Didn’t want to swallow it in middle of a battle. She
tossed the scythe into the air and then caught it again in her hoofs. She shook her head.

“Try ta be nice and courteous to some folks and they just throw insults back at ya.”