That, of course, meant Nightmare Night was the busiest night of the year for her when it came to things like this. One night rolled by and, for the next few weeks, hundreds of foals suddenly had nightmares she had to contend with. She had to prioritise, sense the ones who had the strength to face their own daemons over time and leave them to their business while attending to those foals who could not. She had come to love the holiday ever since Magic had taught her how to enjoy it but, honestly, it got exhausting.