
Filly of the Apocalypse
I was once part of a living breathing world. Now I seek a way back to it. An impossible task. Surrender? What's the point in that?
There was once a time where I would smile and giggle just from the sight of other ponies. What's the point in that? I would go out and play with my friends every single day. What's the point in that? I would search for my cutie mark, it was our quest. No point in that either. My quest now is to find a way to fix things, to fix everything. The trouble is I'm not sure if I can.
Editor: theRedBrony

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- The Filly of the Apocalypse 2015-07-17 03:09:46 UTC6715