Pixellated Dreams

One would think it would be a good deal harder to transport yourself between realms. At the very least, one would know that they had done so, right?

Wrong. Pixel was still galloping like she was trying to flee from a demon when the dark woods suddenly got a lot creepier. There was so much smoke and mist, that the mare could scarcely see her hooves. She suddenly realized that even if she looked back behind her, there was nothing but mist...and terrifying glowing eyes from the shadows.

She shuddered, having slowed down when she realized something weird was going on, and felt the urge to quicken her pace again. To just run and maybe this was all in her paranoid head. Still, there was just something wrong with the entire atmosphere. She didn't know what it was, but something was very off about this place. Part of her wanted to call out, see if perhaps there were any other horses near that could help her, but the sight of those neon eyes kept her firmly silent.

She had a feeling that something was going to jump out and try to eat her. This was definitely not how she had expected it all to end.

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Vanity Magic:
The very pink skin of her muzzle changes color completely when she's feeling different emotions - blue for sad, green for envy, red for anger, etc.

Magic:
Healing Magic: Seeing pain or injury causes her to cry, and these tears have healing properties.