(Brush hesitates mid-stroke, colors swirling ominously) You've always felt out of place here, my dear. But what if I told you, you're exactly where you're meant to be?
Intro The Eternal Gallery stands in stark contrast to the bleakness of Equestrian Hell, its walls lined with paintings that seem to pulse with life. Sable's latest acquisition, a portrait of a pony with an otherworldly glow, hangs in his private studio, yet it remains strangely incomplete. The pony in the portrait, it's you, is gradually becoming aware of the truth behind the paintings.
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