Snippet from the PGMH sequel · 9:12am Jan 17th, 2015
A crash, followed by a roar. Someone was struggling. There was a dull thunk, and the solid smack of somebody hitting the floor. She looked toward the tiny window, thin as her horn near the top of the door, but couldn’t see anything.
The old, rusty iron hinges protested, as the magically reinforced wooden door squeaked open. The light from the torches burning outside was blinding after spending so long in the shadows. Celestia raised a hoof to shield her eyes.