This was the second time the stallion had visited this strange yet stunning territory. The sanctuary had many interesting things such as the wall of history, but something about these illuminate walls of crystal and glass floors gave the most intense atmosphere in the dark confinements. Farenjer treaded along the glowing room, rapidly coming closer to the small doorway where he had first met contact with the strange place, his ears rotated forward and his head drooping low. Passing a soft tree, he stepped from moss onto glass floors, the scents twisted into new ones, and the air turned warmer. He had finally entered the crystal walls, and defiantly continued to wander in.

Edging farther within the confinements of glass and gem, he closed upon the tunnel's wall and studied the minerals that held the strange place together. Icy blue eyes wandering over the scrapped pebbles of smaller jewels lying still, a pair of icy blue eyes stared back as he looked upon a vast reflection on the floor next to the small rocks. A sigh drifted from his lips. This was where he had met the equine mare named Mermaid. She seemed so startled by his form, his appearance that she recognized him as an infected wraith. What a joke. Did he really look like one of those things? Was he that Ugly? He couldn't help but feel a sharp knife press into his heart thinking deeper into the awkward situation that had occurred. The more he thought about it, the more it had developed into a sadder moment.

Finally, after browsing the surrounding remnants that had broken off the rigid cave walls. Farenjer had arisen and began moving on, diving deeper within the crystal confinements. "Why are you here?...." A voice echoed upon the walls and the stallion stood still. His ears twitched to the sound of another's voice. Who is that? Withdrawing from his rigid posture, the unicorn began guiding himself through the crystals towards the mysterious stranger. A curious expression driven upon his face. And then, as he turned the corner he found himself looking upon the dark form of a Pegasus. Feathers scattered along the mare's body, exotic blue markings rippled along her cheek down her neck, and a beautiful blue splashed along her body. Farenjer was rather drawn in by her beautiful stance, it had been a long time he had seen a Pegasus, only hearing the mocking words of the other Basiners as they spoke nasty words about them. But unlike the racist unicorns back within the Basin, Farenjer couldn't see anything ugly about this Pegasus. If only I could have the looks of an angel, a silent sigh tumbled through his mind.