For a whole week, for seven long days in a row had the unicorn mare been suffering in her slumbers. The further the days passed, the more she became a victim of her own mind. It forced her to relive things that she had rather forgotten ancient times ago. It almost looked like somepony was making her suffer those horrible dreams. Within either the moon or the sun, the faint shadow of something could be seen with great clarity, always. But every did Rarity try her best to shake it off. All while she would continue doing her beloved work. She didn't cared a bit about them even though they did made her slower then she would have liked.