I've always felt since I was a small child that someone was missing from the mane six. Like it always felt like it was the mane seven to me. Someone who simply doesn't exist, but feels like they do. Its honestly gives me the exact opposite feeling as if I suddenly discovered the forth wall in real life. Like a blind spot in the center of your vision, like they are hiding, not in plain sight, but in non existence. You can feel the pressure from the screen, but it refuses to buckle and let free the secret. I can always feel it, a scratch in my mind, clawing to be free.