My name is Cherish. I know because I remember my mother whispering it to me before she abandoned me on the doorstep of the orphanage. I'm older now, obviously, but I still remember.

Anyway, growing up is hard. The first thing I learned was that ponies lie. They lie and they lie and they lie. I figured that I could maybe find a family? Have a place to call my own? In my wildest dreams, Twilight Sparkle herself came to adopt me, and she taught me magic and we lived happily together as mother and daughter.

Yeah. They say dreams really can come true? That's a big fat lie, too. Even when they do, they don't. I'd know. I'm living proof.