A Little Lost Magic

… “Ha! You may have vanquished an Ursa Minor, but you will never have the amazing, show stopping ability of The Great and Powerful Trixie!”

And then she ran... and ran... where to? She didn't know. Her 'home' was destroyed when the Ursa Minor crushed her traveling stage, taking everything she owned with it; including her prize cape and hat.
"I could go to mother's house, but to let her know that I failed... it would be worse than death. She'd disown me, though I don't think she could separate herself from me more then she already has.... She kept me locked away practicing magic for most of my fillyhood for a reason... I was a project more than a daughter..." she thought to herself, shaking her head back and forth.
She slowed down to a trot, Ponyville now far from view.
"That unicorn in Ponyville... Twilight Sprinkle- no. Sparky? Not that either... Sparkle? Yes. I think that was it. Twilight Sparkle. She could do all of that, vanquish an Ursa Minor that I couldn't even budge..."
Trixie was walking, her head hanging low as she thought of yesterday's events as it was well after midnight, following some train tracks to somewhere; she didn't know.
"I spent my whole life doing nothing but magic and I can hardly do anything past the basics... I can just... make them flashy. She... she actually can put all the powerful spells to use... I'd love to meet her, learn from her."
She suddenly stopped; realizing tears were streaming down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. She opened her eyes, a sudden look of confidence spread across her face. She nodded and stamped a hoof hard on the railroad track.
"No! I am The Great and Powerful Trixie!" she yelled, rearing back. "I am the most magical unicorn in all of Equestria!"
..... Nothing. She listened as if to hear for some confirmation to her bold statement, but there was no sound but the wind and the echo of her own voice off the mountainside.
"Aw... who am I kidding... I don't even have a bit to buy an apple... No stage.. no hat... no cape... nopony..."
She hung her head low and felt the tears flowing again. The night air was frigid, but she laid down on the train tracks, thinking maybe a train would come during the night. Exhausted and hungry, she curled up and tried to get some sleep....

After only a few short hours of sleep, Trixie woke up still lying on the train tracks. She didn't feel at all rested as the cold wind had her shivering all night. She looked up only to see cloud cover, looking as if it was going to rain. Begrudgingly, she pulled herself up and began to make her way down the tracks, continuing her aimless wandering.
"Where am I going to go...? No money, no food..." she thought to herself.
It wasn't long before the clouds opened up and it began to rain. Combined with the cold wind, Trixie could feel her teeth chattering together as she shivered, slowing her pace. Her hunger was another factor keeping her from getting anywhere fast. At this point, she was far enough from Ponyville that the surrounding terrain was a bit rocky with some bogs and swampy areas mixed it. It seemed the train tracks were the only navigable path through the area. An hour passed. Nothing around to eat. Another hour and still nothing. The nearly the whole day goes by. Then another day of sleeping on the tracks. Another day, sleeping under an old dead tree. Another day, and another, (or has it been? She's lost track of time, shaking, hallucinating from hunger) She wakes up on the tracks again, it's raining again. Using all of her strength, she stands up, plodding on to nowhere. The day passes and the terrain turns to a desert, even less chance at something edible. As nighttime nears and the cold wind blows once again, Trixie suddenly stumbles over the next railroad tie, unable to lift her hoof high enough to get over it. She falls forwards, hitting her face off the gravel, scraping her front knees to bleeding. All she can do is cry, lying in the mud. She spends the rest of the evening laying there, cold, staving, covered in mud and dirt. She finally just rolls off the tracks onto her side.
"Well Trixie... I guess this is it. Heh. I almost half expected this from the get-go... sad really. Pretty pathetic." she says out loud to herself in a weak voice.
She chuckles to herself for a moment, but the laughter quickly turns into tears. After a few moments, she passes out.