Cities are faceless places where anypony can go to loose themselves or else be lost, either by choice or against their volition. The sweeping metropolis of Manehattan is no exception to this rule, being well filled with the hidden and the hiding, pulled there by its promise. For two such as these however, living in amongst the ivory spires, a chance encounter will potentially open up a brighter world.

Great thanks to Haphazard for pre-reading.

Also thank you to anyone who reads my stuff.

Notes:
• Title: Fateful Threads and Silken Flowers (French)
• I use the word pegasus with both a singular and plural meaning, rather than pegasi, due to personal preference. Apologies if it is an annoyance.
• Sketch used as cover art used base by digitalfart (http://digitalfart.deviantart.com/)
• I welcome any and all feedback.