
The Ending Race
I've always wondered what it would be like to see her. To stroke her smooth feathers and brush her mane. It was only a matter of time, and boy was it short.
I would do anything to see her. Climb mountains, swim seas... But it's just a fantasy world, which I can't—even if I try—get out of my head. So why did I care to investigate the impossible of that fantasy?




11178 words: Estimated about 1 hour to read
4 Chapters:
- Prologue 2016-07-02 18:21:15 UTC1203
- Hoof, Mane, Snout 2016-07-03 09:18:58 UTC3067
- Dashing Lesson 2016-07-03 20:28:43 UTC2499
- Party Shockers 2016-07-04 13:47:09 UTC4409