Invisible Ink drearily came home with bruises and scars with tears streaming down her face, even though her home isn't much she still liked it. She went to her table and started drawing, which was one of her favorite hobbies to cheer herself up. Ink didn't have her cutie mark, even as a grown mare. She didn't have any friend either. Her own parents didn't even bring her to an Orphanage when she was young, but instead left her abandoned on the streets. Even before her parents left, they didn't even bother to name her. She named herself do to the feeling of being invisible. Since that day she has been ignored or bullied. She usually had to scavenge in the streets and darkness for food. But today was different for the grown mare was in her own little world, until a stallion broke down the door…
