Is it fair to be hated just because we exist? Tis like saying it is fair to hate the rain because it falls upon us. These ponies are such hypocrites, speaking of harmony and loyalty and peace, when they don't even try to understand. They fear us, even now, when we have fallen, broken at their feet. Why can they not just accept what we are? Why can't they leave us alone?
Why must we fight just to find peace?
No, that is not Nyx, so don't bug me about it!