The sun was lowering itself behind the hills at the end of the long day, it was the wonderful moon that took its first peeks over the eastern edge. And with its coming did the land slowly shrouded itself once again within the darkness of the night. A night that promised to be calm and overall peaceful yet a single cloud hung here and there. The light that was created by the candles within the homes of many ponies helped with illuminating the calm and foggy streets of the town. The atmosphere itself was cold, dark and overall unpleasant to venture over on the calm evening. But on one of the land roads that walked just outside of the town there was a figure who made its way down them. A cloaked figure from with the only thing visible being a set of soul-piercing red rims.