User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-27161581-20160225232938

Inari smiles slightly

Inari: "You already know the tip of the iceberg."

''Suddenly standing to the left of Inari, is the pony form she chose for her disguise earlier that day, and on her right, a little roan foal. Crowded behind Inari, appear the transparent forms of hundreds of other ponies, some incredibly old, others fairly young.''

Inari: "They are all me, and none of them are me. Different masks, different lives. All used to obtain things I could never have. Yet that is all they are, facades. Beneath the surface, they are nothing. and after some time, I had to abandon each of them."