My Little Pony G3 Pony Tales 'Vs Hatred'My Little Pony G3 Pony Tales 'Vs Hatred' by alexwarlorn
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The nightmares had been getting worse. Every mare in Ponyville, Butterfly Island, and Unicornia was suffering each night, visited by images that had worn on their psyches like sandpaper on the inside of their heads.
Ponies had dragged themselves to their shops and social spots, their motions sluggish, their faces weary. It was never ending. Every pony dreaded closing their eyes.
Just the fact such a thing could exist was alien and frightening. This was gajillion times worse than Pinkie Pie's bad dream with the big scary storm when she'd gone camping.
Cotton Candy had sold more tea, coffee, and soda in the last few days than she could remember, and was having to order more.
Sunny Daze had turned her tanning bed on full blast not to work on her tan, but to act as a giant night light.
A letter from Unicornia said Princess Rarity had been crying herself to sleep, only to cry even worse when awakening half way through the night. Cheerilee comforted her charge as best she could, but she was