VeerleTakino

Rarity lay in her bed, quiet, still. She pressed her eyes shut. She knew it was there, again, just outside her window. She could feel its breath against the glass. The white unicorn knew better than to open her eyes, to try to catch it. That only made it worse, seeing the silhouette against the night sky, the dim glow reflected off searching eyes. They came every night. They watched every night. Waiting? She wasn't sure. Suddenly the air felt heavy in her room. NOT ALONE, she thought, she knew. She crushed her eyes closed harder, willing it to just go away. A tingle. The feel of hot breath across her neck, one whispered, raspy word. "Pon