I can't deal with this… Place any longer. Work is soul-crushingly hard for only two gems worth of haul on a good day. I see ponies attacked for less every day. A drop of water spilled, a crust of bread wasted. The sun, Princess Celestia's magnificent sun beats down on everyone, stooping them all in crushing… I need to get away. But I can't. Not yet. I have… Debts to repay first. So many debts, and only one measly Saddle Arabian life expectancy to repay them. Scratch that, one Gallican life expectancy, whatever that is…