Once a knight, brave and fearless, ready to jump into danger and risk his life for others. Benevolent and selfless, thinking about the safety of others and his oath to serve before his own well being. What gives, such an individual would be shaken to the core by such a childish fear as darkness. Yet here he is alone and lost in the labyrinth of tunnels, hooves heavy, like someone or something is holding him back, grabbing onto his legs and willing not to let go. Every step towards the void sends a jolt over his body, making his very bones shiver. Sweat slowly rolls down on his muscular neck as the tall steed forces himself to push forward. Surely, this tunnel ends in a chamber with holes to the surface, light overtaking darkness and as water pours down nature growing in the fertile soils. Superly he can already see the light after the end of the tunnel and it is not but his imagination.