What was surprising was the pony next to him. Even though Olivia had never seen her before, she knew instantly who it must be. The stars twinkling in her mane, the dark blue coat, the feathers that glowed around the edges. The black splotch on her flank and the moon mark it highlighted. Princess Luna, sister of Celestia, had come to the land of the dead. Not only that, she seemed to be waiting for her.