Andante and Allegro

Most stories start with a beginning.  On occasion, they even end with a beginning.  My story begins with an end.

Trottingham had been such a wonderful place, but I knew I could never return.  Everypony there probably hated me by now if the police weren't after me.  My whole Orchestra wanted nothing to do with me, my girlfriend dumped me, hay there was even an occasional pony in the streets willing to throw rotten fruit at me.  I never did figure out why they were carrying rotten fruit around with them in the streets though...

The rain was heavy and i had no umbrella.  If I were a Unicorn I could have cast some sort of shield, but I was stuck with my near worthless wings.  I had never been the strongest flier, something my classmates constantly reminded me of, and the storm certainly wouldn't help my situation.  Not to mention I'd be carrying the weight of... Oh yeah I left my cello back in town...  A carriage passed by splashing me with water soaking me deeper than... Can a sobbing pegasus who's been walking out in the rain, make that a storm, for 8 hours straight be soaked any deeper?  Seriously, did I make an enemy of the entire weather team? It wouldn't have surprised me with my luck...

At least I was approaching a town... I could see it on the horizon...  So... Cold...  I wonder if I were to pass out here how long it would take someone from town to find me...