It's... amazing the things that fall down the throat of these giants. Today marks my first year in this new invariant... I can't even remember the outside anymore. Then the... what did they call them selfs? Ponies! Yes, that's it. The ponies came to this world to escape there own dying dimension, something about magic going away if I remember... magic, it seems so funny looking back on it. They were, and still, are so big. They towered over our cities, they... they... they didn't mean to do what they did. The ponies tried to help us but, their size... the destruction was inevitable, a falling city one day, a nation the next, and one unlucky young man who just had to be in the wrong pond at the wrong time.

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