Back when I was a filly attending canterlot university I had some strange stories that helped shape me into the adventure go getter pony I am today.
One of those tales begins on a warm spring night. The winter was over, the trees were in bloom, and I was looking to stretch my hoofs in Lunas magnificent light. I was with a couple of fillies, Timid Hoof and Thin Mane, if I recal correctly. Out seeking adventure around 1am near the canterlot library. Then we found it. The pit. There is no othe