I sniffed every inch, pony, and thing in the Crystal Empire. A lot of the ponies looked depressed, and looked kinda sad for some reason. I think I can see why, because I was staring into the eyes of a pony head, in the dark cloud of evilness, as it glared down at me. If something this ugly was sitting outside of my home, then I would probably be sad and depressed too. Especially when it keeps talking and talking and talking about how it knows what I am or something.