The river of moonlight flowed underneath Twilight ferociously, churning with a great noise that gurgled thickly. Her hooves rang out loudly on the cobbles, and she kept her eyes peeled for any sign of movement on the other side. If the dream pony was right, then Luna should be somewhere in here. It was a good thought, but the dream pony also had offered her a warning, and it rang within her mind with every step.