I just finished reading Background Pony, and I wanted to make something that shows the substance of the fic. I feel like too many people get caught up on the aesthetics of Lyra in a hoodie, and ascribe to her a nihilistic, doomer ideology. When, the Lyra of Background Pony is anything but. Her philosophy and personality are full of love and life, contemplation and feeling. It's a sad and tragic story, but not a depressing one. Because how could someone hear all that Lyra had to say, and come out feeling anything but uplifted? It's a cold, lonely, cruel world, but one must imagine Lyra happy, because she is alive.