>>3852 >The fish. >They were armed. >They were stabbing each other with simple spheres and swords. >Their guts were scattered on the ground. >With abstract shapes sometimes in the background. >They were her drawings. >They danced around in front of her eyes. >Apple Bloom tried to look away from them. >Apple Bloom tried to look at anything else. >The trees. >Her friends (who Apple Bloom briefly noted looked all too calm). >And finally back to Cadence, where their eyes met and Apple Bloom couldn't look away.
