Fauna, an earth pony, fails to secure passage home to be with her family for Hearth's Warming Eve. Things look dim, until a gift from a stranger offers a chance for her to see her family for the holidays. But is that gift what it seems?

(The 2nd place winner for the ponychan short story fic-off, moved here.)

(I'm not really sure what to tag this under. It might have dark/tragedy implications, but I'm not quite sure. Any advice on this is appreciated.)