#2874917 - safe, oc, oc:mentis (g1), gif, implied black talon, implied death, non-animated gif, read description

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Mentis lays sprawled precariously across the top of the page. An important-looking document awaits you. The pony guide is fast asleep, leaving you alone for a while.

we, the humans, live in a fast-paced world. Time is money, and money, to us, is life. We work, we play, and sometimes we let our thoughts run away with us, suspending us in time until the moment the whistle blows to send us scurrying back to our places behind those desks or the flickering computer screens. All too often, we forget how to enjoy ourselves, how to escape the bustling world and relax…to imagine.

And then there are children. Children, and some select few who retain the ability to remember the magic of a fairy tale or a rainbow, are able to bring to life entire worlds of fiction…wonderful, special places that exist in nothing more than the mind’s eye…

or do they?

that if I were to tell you that there is a place out there, somewhere in your thoughts, a place where myriad dimensions of imaginary worlds exist? Every creature, every place, that anyone has ever dreamt of meeting or visiting, has a home in one of these infinite imaginary worlds. As people imagine more of these worlds, more appear, each with its own special society and way of life, exactly as conceived by its creator.

nd sometimes, people forget.

after all, children grow up, and sometimes the memories of a Fantasy are not passed down to more children to sustain the dream. Then the Fantasy begins to deteriorate, and the world and its creatures are imperiled. Such is the way of things.

And now, somewhere, out there, lost amongst the infinity of other mystical Fantasies, one is dying. Children who once played happily with My Little Pony toys are growing older. The toys remain in boxes, in attics, and in the greedy hands of pawnshop owners who think of them as profitable “collectibles.” And now, fewer and fewer people of the Realm of Reality are available and willing to sustain the Dream.

thus, we travel to Ponyland, the former empire of the once-great My Little Ponies. War has racked the land. What was lush and green lays decaying, dying, at the claws of the evil dragon king Black Talon and his armies. Many creatures have been enslaved or killed by Black Talon and his minions, but a precious few remain, trying to restore their land to its prior splendor or survive its harsh conditions.

ow is your chance to join Rainribbon and her friends as they go on a fantastic journey throughout the many dimensions of Ponyland, in hopes of finding one hospitable place to call their home…

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*Mentis lays sprawled precariously across the top of the page. An important-looking document awaits you. The pony guide is fast asleep, leaving you alone for a while.*

we, the humans, live in a fast-paced world.  Time is money, and money, to us, is life.  We work, we play, and sometimes we let our thoughts run away with us, suspending us in time until the moment the whistle blows to send us scurrying back to our places behind those desks or the flickering computer screens.  All too often, we forget how to enjoy ourselves, how to escape the bustling world and relax...to imagine.

And then there are children.  Children, and some select few who retain the ability to remember the magic of a fairy tale or a rainbow, are able to bring to life entire worlds of fiction...wonderful, special places that exist in nothing more than the mind's eye...

or do they?

that if I were to tell you that there is a place out there, somewhere in your thoughts, a place where myriad dimensions of imaginary worlds exist?  Every creature, every place, that anyone has ever dreamt of meeting or visiting, has a home in one of these infinite imaginary worlds.  As people imagine more of these worlds, more appear, each with its own special society and way of life, exactly as conceived by its creator.

nd sometimes, people forget.

after all, children grow up, and sometimes the memories of a Fantasy are not passed down to more children to sustain the dream.  Then the Fantasy begins to deteriorate, and the world and its creatures are imperiled.   Such is the way of things.

And now, somewhere, out there, lost amongst the infinity of other mystical Fantasies, one is dying.  Children who once played happily with My Little Pony toys are growing older.  The toys remain in boxes, in attics, and in the greedy hands of pawnshop owners who think of them as profitable "collectibles."  And now, fewer and fewer people of the Realm of Reality are available and willing to sustain the Dream.

thus, we travel to Ponyland, the former empire of the once-great My Little Ponies.  War has racked the land.  What was lush and green lays decaying, dying, at the claws of the evil dragon king Black Talon and his armies.  Many creatures have been enslaved or killed by Black Talon and his minions, but a precious few remain, trying to restore their land to its prior splendor or survive its harsh conditions.

ow is your chance to join Rainribbon and her friends as they go on a fantastic journey throughout the many dimensions of Ponyland, in hopes of finding one hospitable place to call their home...

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