Anon, rattled by the realization that it's been a year since his forced displacement to Equestria, takes a solemn stroll throughout the castle late in the night. Memories of a life once lived haunt him, but not for very long - a certain princess with a penchant for innocent mischief simply can't let him remain that way. In kindred spirits, comfort can be found in droves.

This is an old green of mine, circa 2017, touched up and re-written a tad to reflect my current quality of writing. I've had a few people (or just the same guy in /moon/ a couple of times) tell me this is their favorite green that I've written, so I wanted to bring it here and share it with you, too.
Originally found here: https://ponepaste.org/8097
rated T for language
cover art credits to glacierclear