When you're all alone, when there is no pony around to help you, who can you rely on to make things better? Who can you trust? Who can you talk to?

For Trixie, after certain events have made her a wanted mare, she faces these questions everyday, going from town to town and staying out of the spotlight and hiding in the shadows. From a showmare who lived for the audiences, she now finds herself blending into them, avoiding other's gazes and sights.

One night, when she is being chased down by pursuers, her questions are soon brought out to the light and are answered by an unexpected source. After all, the thing about help is that no matter what it is or where it comes from, it will always come when you least expect it.
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This is my entry for the EFNW 2014 Writing Contest. I thank you for taking a look this and hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

*Also, the cover image belongs to Jeatz-Axl