A faint outline stands against the setting sun, its melancholly dark red eyes staring into the crimson sky. Tattered red and blue cloth is draped over the creature's back, and rusted silver armour covers its legs and face. The alicorn's pitch black coat gleams slightly red and locks of his silvery mane fall to one side. He stands perfectly still, a long black horn protruding from the centre of his forehead, ebony feathery wings folded at his sides. A small white crescent moon is visible slightly under his horn, through a gap in the silver head armour. The stallion sighs, watching as the sun slowly sinks below the horizon, and the first stars glimmer into sight.

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