
Little Match Filly
Apple Bloom faces poverty, starvation, and the chill of the night with nothing but the cloak on her back and the light of a match.
Alone in a chilly night, a filly sits in a darkened alleyway. Surrounded by a blanket of snow and with nothing else but a tattered cloak to keep her warm, she stares down at a box of matches. As the night only grows colder and colder, she sets a match alight, looking to the tiny flame in the hopes it will keep her alive.
Edited by the ever efficient MagerBlutooth
Cover Art by Yours Truly



3584 words: Estimated 18 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
- Fading Embers 2014-05-21 02:26:53 UTC3584