When one spends a very long time trying to remember something, their head starts to hurt. This is what many would call a “tension headache”, but to Marina it was just something that further prevented her from recalling every precise detail from her past. How cruel it was to have been cursed with such an unreliable mind, plagued by those years and years of nearly endless stagnation! Years… one thousand, to be exact. So, perhaps the little crystal pony had ought to be kinder to herself. Surely you...

While the vast majority of Marina’s memories detailing her life before King Sombra’s reign had returned to her over the time she’d spent recovering, there were still bits and pieces that had yet to reemerge; such crucial and vital memories that would bring the mare at least some mitigation regarding, quite literally, who she was as a pony. It was... exhausting, to say the least, and did little to quell the feeling of discontent she held solely towards herself. In fact, Marina herself sometime...