Rarity slept soundly, dreaming of fine silks, and boys, lots of boys that were touching her in the most plesant ways. Then her dream was interrupted... No... it was a new dream... she sat, her feet were bound together, but she did not mind. she sat on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the ocean, she heard her sisters begin to sing... Sisters? What an odd dream... She began to add her own voice to the tune, a song she had never heard before:

"M-y heart is pierced by Cu-pid, I disdain aall glit-tering gooold,

There is nothing that can console me, but my jooolly sailor booold.

Cooome all ye pretty faaair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor bold, that ploughs the rag-ing seeeea.

M-y heart is pierced by Cu-pid, I disdain aall glit-tering goooold,

There is nothing that can console me, but my jooolly sailor booold.

M-y heart is pierced by Cu-pid, I disdain aall glit-tering goooold,

There is nothing that can console me, but my jooolly sailor booold."

She sat upright, what an odd dream, she had not known that song before... Had she?

She didn't know it yet, but she had just been chosen, for something; something horrible, that would mostlikely ruin her life. And she had no way to stop it.