Crone would hold up a shard of his sword up to his face. "A foolish Equestrian. Watch as I will do your kind a favor and putting your down." The eyes around them would stop moving and would stare intently.  The Executioner would laugh at his claim. "As if I'd lose to a bunch of monsters! Look at him! Emboldened! My... How utterly brave you are." She would laugh as several "solar" guards. These people are being fraudulent!  It was true that she was stronger now but it was time to put a stop...

Crone would be on a mission today; he would meet a young mare. She was homeless and pregnant. Sweet Marmalade is what she wanted me to call her so I do as such. I knew this would happen eventually and alas... I do not understand, why? Why ask a freak to...-  Crone would have found her sitting amongst the bones of many monsters. Her belly looked almost as if she was ready to pop, she was close. Crone would tap on a skull as the mare would suddenly turn to look at Crone. "Marmalade? I am here a...

In the end, beauty is in the eyes of beholder. The current beholder was Crone. What a beautiful butterfly. Crone would slowly make his way towards the fluttering blue glowing butterfly. Once he was out and the open near the Sea of Bones. Crone didn't quite see it but eyes would watch him amongst the white bones. They watched him mindlessly shuffle until the butterfly stopped right onto his left hand that he held out. It landed gracefully and would shine in the moonlight. Actually, it is sh...