Distress: Solicitude

“I remember taking down this dark path once again. However, I failed, but this time I'll make sure I don’t make that mistake again ever.”

The time when she remembers regretting her annual seventh birthday.

“Father it is pretty amusing to have my first herb hunt.”

“Sure, daughter I hope you’ll succeed where I can’t.”

Ophelia used her hoof on the tea cup and drank it. “How lovely this day will come to be.”

“Well-then let’s go.”

“Yes's father.”

They walked from the Canterlot all the way to the Everfree Forest.

“Ah, look at this.”

“What is it father a herb that could heal maybe.”

She opened her eyes wide. “That’s great father.”

Flower bloomed and squirted some magical puff yellow smoke. Father pushed Ophelia, Azriel used toxic poison on her father. Ophelia looked at Azriel.

“That flower will only consume death to ponies into trees. He was already dead when this flower puff yellow smoke.”

Ophelia didn’t listen and ran away.

She saw six ponies that were there and hid behind a tree. Listening to their conversation.

“They're all dead.”

Ophelia could only hear death and trap in the forest. She looked at the six ponies and all of them hung themselves to their deaths.

Ophelia used her left hoof to scratch her head in the bathroom and remembered what happened. She opened her locket with her mother and father's family portrait. Closed the locket from her bag pocket. When she was ready to go back to her deep thoughts of the dark and horror place, she walked back to the bed to lay to rest.

The pony stallion chewing on her neck. She used a recovery spell on her neck and pushed down and forward. The stallion tripped on a tombstone and broke its left leg. Ophelia squinted her eyes and attacked with an ice barrage. The ice piercing the stallion face as it melted to a mare that she once knew.

“Sister... But, why?” Her eyes opened wide.