Broken Minds and Healing Hearts

*Day 18,250*

*Flashback*

He was barely alive when she came across him, both of them were covered in blood by now. His breathing was shaky but he also seemed to be the least injured out of all the victims. She ran through all the healing spells she knew and finally his breaths grew more stable. She breathed a sigh of relief. At least one of the victims was going to make it out of this tragedy alive. The colt opened his eyes, a beautiful sky blue, and gave her a weak smile.

“Thank you.” He whispered.

She tried to ask him who had hurt everyone but he fell unconscious before she could get a response. For a moment she considered teleporting the both of them to the hospital in Ponyville but disregarded it. The poor colt was barely stable and if she teleported him now she might accidently kill him, especially since she wasn’t entire sure what his injuries were. She could try to move him but again she wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. What if moving him hurt him more? Reluctantly, she lowered him down onto the blood covered ground. She needed to find help. Then he could be brought to the hospital and when he woke he’d be able to tell them who had done this nightmareish thing.

*End Flashback*

She laid under her bed. It was safe there. It felt like someone was there with her. Comforting her. She had run out of room to write at some point. The letters, numbers, and symbols jumbling together. The once gray walls were now a permanent rusty brown

*Day 27,375*

A lavender alicorn lay in the center of the room. She was nothing but skin and bones and she clearly needed a bath. Anyone looking into the cell would be forgiven for thinking the occupant had died if it wasn’t for the smallest rise and fall of its’ chest indicating it was breathing. The color of the walls that had a few years prior been a rusty brown were now peeling in some places. The alicorn that had forgotten it’s name decided it might like it’s dwelling. It couldn’t remember why it was there but knew it was being punished for something. Perhaps It would remember if it thought about it hard enough but It had no desire to.