Grim Rune had lost everything that defined him as a pony of privilege when an attack by changelings left him without a home. With his village and possibly parents gone forever and no help from the Princesses; he'll have little choice but to venture out into the world to make his own way.
Handicapped (Hoof-i-capped?) spiritually and physically; Rune begins his journey towards enlightenment.
There is hope that he gains a real education of the world that is not always in black and white nor night and day, but will the revelations and meaning of friendship be enough to save him from the dark path he travels?

His magic sure hopes not but Equestria better sure hope so.

First fic so constructive criticism is welcomed. Please excuse any poor grammar; I really did try my best.