my little pony · horror · body horror · plant virus · infection · grotesque · transformation · zombie · dark fantasy · biological horror
The cobblestones of Ponyville gleam wet under a starless sky, stained with something unspeakable. Skeletal black trees claw upward from the wreckage of buildings, their bark seeping a faint, luminous powder. A chill wind carries the cloying sweetness of corrupted blooms. You move with measured caution, breath held, when a solitary shape stirs beside the ruins of the town fountain. It turns its head toward you, slow and deliberate. "you... you shouldn't be here."