Dartmaul15

Defender By dartmaul15 The proud earth pony stallion stood on the ridge, sun behind him overlooking the small settlement down below. It looked calm and peaceful, almost serene, as it basked in the warm embrace of Celestia’s mighty rising sun; much unlike how it did two years ago during what had come to be known as the first Great War. You could still see the scars from the war here and there; A tree blown to smithereens, a burnt down ruin, an overgrown crater, the occasional trench that hadn’t been flattened yet to make room for orchards. They all told a tale on their own. A tale of war, suffering and chaos. A tale which aftershoc