Imagine a world where music can be more than just heard, but touched and seen and smelled as easily as the finest rose on an early spring morning. A world where weather changes, crops grow, and battles are fought, all to the tune of a musicians cadence. Such was Vinyls and Octavias world, their foundation music, and their instruments tools. And it came as no surprise to any pony when a relationship began to blossom between the two masters.

But when tragedy struck Octavia's life, the culprit was closer to home than she expected. She retired her career, picked up her weapon, and set chase to Vinyl, to satiate the boiling hatred that demanded revenge and cried for vengeance.

Her life was finally set straight. There was nothing to worry about in Ponyville. She had a home, Bon Bon, and anything she could ask for. The past was history, and the future was clear skies and smooth sails as far as she could see. But some things die hard, and blissful ignorance could only carry her so far. Eventually her past came knocking at her doorstep, and she would have to face it to put it down once and for all, less it overwhelm her and seize control.