Coal has just moved his store, a strange place he named Lender’s, away from a city too busy for his tastes. This village has to have maybe a quarter of Manehattan’s population, surely the village of Ponyville will be a bit calmer, right?

Right?

I've rewritten the first chapter, and I'll be continuing this story for a bit while I take a break from The Days Passed. Not sure where I want this one to go, but I've been reading Tales from the Gas Station by Jack Townsend and I'm feeling motivated. Gonna give this at least another chapter, maybe two, before switching back over to Days. Le'see what happens, yeah?