Eddie In Equestria

My name is… what was my name? It has been many years since I had actually told someone my name. For lack of an idea, I’ll just call myself, Eddie. I am what you could class as a drifter. I have lived in many countries across earth. I was there when the pyramids where constructed, When Pompeii burnt, the fall of Rome, Participated in the First Crusade, Discovered the Americas, and now here I am, freezing away in some New York alleyway. It was cold, too cold. I wasn’t exactly what you would call, Healthy. I had not eaten a decent meal since the 70’s, and my body was beginning to show it. I am a husk of what I once was. I stood at about 6’5’’, with long brown hair and deep, yellow eyes. Now I am not much more than skin and bones. My hair has begun to grey in streaks. I guess my age is finally beginning to show?

The cold has never got to me, but I am truly feeling it this time. In an effort to escape the cold, I huddled up in some building which was condemned many years ago. I made it obvious that I had entered, just in case some kind soul just so happened to want to help me.