My name is Feather. I'm a hippogriff, and a messenger in the city of Baltimare. Ever since I was born, I've been cursed with the worst streak of bad luck on the planet: I've been exiled, persecuted, and bullied... all before I was old enough to walk.

But I'm sure you're not interested in my sorry life.

This is the story of how I suddenly became very important to some ponies, and very dangerous to others. What started as a normal day on the job became the beginning of a scandalous and forbidden love between two noble heirs from two very powerful families. If they were to be discovered, it would invoke a terrible cost on everything and everypony around them.

How long do I have until my misfortune sends everything into a downward spiral?

[A/N]: This story was originally meant to be a one-shot for Valentine's Day, but since it's becoming a larger project than I anticipated, the story will be released in three or four parts as they're completed.

Inspired by Markus Zusak's I Am the Messenger.