"I was head of the rainbow factory. I ran the factory. I brought the factory to life. Years hearing the grinder sputter when it devoured a colt or a filly. The years of hearing the meat cleavers scrape against metal as the workers chopped the lifeless young into smaller bits. Letting the machines do the rest. Hearing the innocent scream in fear. Seeing the life leave their eyes. The wings torn from their bodies. The color taken. The machine was built to be messy. But separate the color cleanly.... "
Ponyville was filled with great ponies alike, many though admired a stallion named Crimson Moon. He was the leader of the WonderBolts. Since age five he was able to fly faster then any stallion or mare. His coat was a light red. His mane a light brown with a red tint. But as time went on his coats color deepened. His eyes became a bright red that seemed to burn into you're soul.
A mare named Violet Swirl for a long time declined to taking her flight test.
After being asked one more time.. She finally decided to get it over with.