2nd person story

A peaceful day is something that you had learned not to take for granted because of the situation you were in ever since you came into existence: You were constantly on the run, never stopping long for fear that those hunting you down will finally discover where you are and end you. As for you, death does not really seem all too pleasant, so as long as you can stay alive, you’re content.

Today would be one of the rare days you actually could enjoy peace in your newest home, but that peace isn’t going to last long…

Story contains a worm and a tiny debate about pegasi and their diets, and I'm writing this for the fun of being random. After all...

What fun is there in making sense? - Discord

Preread by LoneUnicornWriter