“What story would you like to hear tonight, my little ponies?” the hooded Storyteller asked the children of the caravan. “A story about a battle!” shouted a blood-red colt. “Something with monsters!” demanded the colt’s scrawnier twin. “What about a story with a girl hero?” a shy cobalt filly asked quizzically. The Storyteller smiled at her small audience. “Luckily for all of you, I have a tale that is about all of these things. It is a tale about a great battle, a tale about monsters, and of course, a tale about a heroine.” The foals grew silent as the sparsely armored figure that they called father sauntered in from the center of the minuscule camp to ask the Storyteller a question. “Yer story got a name?” “Oh yes, it most certainly does. I call it -- The Road to Hell.”