He wanted respect. He wanted to leave them awestruck. He wanted to be coveted, to be desired, to be doted over, to be the pony any brother and sister would’ve wished to have. He wanted to lift his chin all proud, and have them tell him: “Sunstone, pray tell, what’s your big secret?” He didn’t just want to exist: He wanted to thrive. To be an asset, and, above all, an important heirloom in the family. Between being a protagonist for something epic and being left in the dust by his siblings, Sunstone chose the former.