Sometimes in this world of ours we can go through so many times, spaces, and alternate paths in our mind. We do this to get away from what it actually is, because in truth were all a little scared of what we really are. Not just to ourselves but to others. We can look inside of ourselves and see dark truths things we would say or do that would dumbfound society if they knew we were capable. What these things are in fact are different for everypony and can be ranged in so many ways, this is something that can’t be processed by any computer because there nothing more complex than a sentient beings mind. We can get caught up in this and it can make us into something we would never be or play us through scenarios that seem impossible. Even on the deepest level it can keep us trapped like a prisoner until we complete the trial we have started. And this is where our story begins with one pony whose true goal in life was not viewed to others as she viewed it, because a sentient mind has a tendency to look over the fact that just because we understand something doesn’t mean others can, and this is a flaw that can keep you loved or hated depending all on how you word it. Other things are true also, in this world how you’re born is luck of the draw, or is it? Is your path what you make it to be? Or perhaps what you become is all owed thanks to by a divine being? Regardless of what you believe we all go through trials and tribulations and whether or not it is what you make it or if you receive a little push now and again doesn’t concern you, what does however what the outcome is. Whether it’s good or bad is what it boils down too. Because you have to face it, even if you run away from it you face it inside your mind, which I’m sure as you know can be quite a tricky thing. But that’s beside the point for it begins with her, a little filly called Rarity.
