The ash burst from the ground, it had lain there uncounted eons for all she knew, time didn’t matter in this place as much as it did back in Equestria. It wasn’t entirely mystical, or whatever the dreamscape Luna entered into was, even now she didn’t fully understand what Luna was trying to explain to her, but learned enough the hard way to heed her advice on such things. Neither was it truly a physical place. Time did not matter here, at least not at first, one never suffered for hunger or thirst, but experienced both.