Chaotic Harmony, a pony who crafted mystical stories of woe that made ponies return to their beds and sob as well as one who crafted those that made tears that sprouted from laughter, figured that a simple trip to the market wouldn't change anything about his day other than how much paper he had in his desk.

Of course, he was wrong.

<Special Thanks to HeatWave for doing the coverart!>

[Please note that this is in no way meant to be taken seriously nor is it an accurate representation of my other works]