Our Last World

MaRbLe  WeNt  OuTsIdE. ShE sNiFfEd  ThE FlOwErS.ThEy Smelled LiKe PINKIE . who iS  PiNKie?MARBLE waSN't SuRe.    THEn she Remembered.

"PINKIE THIS IS AWESOME!"yelled a small rock farming pony. Her sister was on a table, dancing . Confetti was falling from above, and she had another of her triplet sisters beside her. Marble was so happy. It was her last happy memory. Just a week later, IT had begun. But then, she was happy.

MaRBle looked UP at The CleAr GRay SKy .SHe WAs HAPPY

If only she could remember why.