This is the story of Sarah James Smith. She is a no-one, she is not brave or very smart. She has no one, she cares about no one and has nothing. This is her story about ponies, about dreams and about love. This will tell the life of a homeless woman, about a love found in dreams and about an evil found near the pits of hell.







Warning ( This may get graphic in all senses of the word. Also Pony/female human sex, expect it )

Note: The first chapter is in first person but the rest of the story is in third.