Suppressing a fearful shiver, the unicorn got up, struggling to her unsteady hooves. She was standing in the middle of a forest; the tall trees, taller than any in Equestria, were devoid of a single branch until they reached the upper canopy where the thin boughs were covered in needle-like spindles. There wasn't any undergrowth to speak of, but instead a thick fog crawled its way along the ground between the trees.