The wolves watch us. The wolves protect us. They are shepherds, keeping the flock safe from itself.

And yet, fear and despair echo through the streets of Lower Canterlot. The ponies walk with bowed heads, working meaningless jobs, fighting tedious and thankless battles against a million little disappointments.

One pony--a young pegasus who calls himself "D.B."--has had enough of it. He--and many others, more than anypony wants to admit--is looking for a way out, no matter how painful or permanent it is. He's tired of living a life with no meaning.

Soon, he will have the meaning he seeks.