It was wonderful, lush, a vibrant green, a beautiful blue sky that seemed to be controlled by magic. The stallion paused at the magic in the sky. “Wait a minute…” He stared at the sun, his eyes burning but he could see it, the lines of magic that bind the sun. “I’m in another Magical Dystopia? Or perhaps a tightly wizardly world? Am I on the backs of titans and they control the world?” The train of thoughts ran through his mind. 