Equestria.

It is a peaceful land, teeming with life and beauty, creatures of all kinds dwelling in perfect harmony with each other. Happiness is in abundance, there is a blissful innocence.

However...

Things were not always this way. For a period of two centuries the land was all but desolate, viciously desecrated by mortal enemies that sought to fully destroy it forever. Entire cities and towns were wiped from existence by a dense cloud of pink that became known as brutal and merciless Death.

Megaspells decimated everything, leaving in their wake nothing but broken fragments of what once was. Leaving in their wake nothing but endless death. Creatures of all kinds rotting away where they fell. And all across the land there were death traps of this pink cloud, death traps of toxic waste and radiation, and those who managed to survive the onslaught were thrust into a brutal world full of violence one could not have even imagined...

But I digress.

This is about that, yes, but I'm going to take you on a journey through the eyes of one forced to watch the world she loved turned into one of absolute nothingness. Forced to watch death and destruction while praying for death herself. A death that would never come for her. She was forced, by the cold, calculated brutality of the forest that held her prisoner, to just simply watch. All the while knowing the horrors of the wastelands could so easily have been prevented if she had just...

But no spoilers. This you need to hear from the lips of the pony herself.

This. Is her story.

Author's Note

I feel like I'm going to get slammed hard for what's coming in future chapters...

I'm really sorry in advance if this causes massive heartbreak.