The filly is startled as she is, yet again, transported into another land. The large demeaning figure before her is unlike any creature she'd ever seen it before. Its face both horrible and beautiful. Gasping her muscles tremble as the words fill the empty space surrounding them. It demands an answer.
Brow furrowing, Demi thinks about the reply she ought to give. Never considering her to be overly intelligent, she is surprised when her mind stumbles upon an answer.
Trembling she offers up one simple phrase, her voice as light as a feather. <b>"Is the answer you seek, Time?"</b>
Brow furrowing, Demi thinks about the reply she ought to give. Never considering her to be overly intelligent, she is surprised when her mind stumbles upon an answer.
Trembling she offers up one simple phrase, her voice as light as a feather. <b>"Is the answer you seek, Time?"</b>