Remember that day, all that time ago, when Trixie lost to Twilight? Well she lost something really important to her then.

Now, completely broken, she strives to get it back, before she draws her last breath.

PS: I don't hate Trixie, I love to mess with the minds of our villains hence her soon to be rather important role in Harmony, Nature and Anarchy.

PPS: This is my first Sad fic, so don't rate it hurtfully, and I simply adore your constructive criticism.