Tales of a Wandering Soul

Two years later, I've been seeing stallions coming in and out of this Orphanage but they're taking the furniture. "Airene, who are these ponies? What are they doing with our stuff?" "Fret... I don't know if you understand this but Celestias Taxes are taking this Orphanage, I can't make anymore money and so they're taking it away" Wait, they're taking the Orphanage away? But what am I supposed to do? I'm only six years old and I don't have anywhere to go!

Airene looks at me, "Don't be so scared Fret... Remember what I've been telling you? About your parents?" I can feel my face getting wet, I nod. "Fret... there's nothing else you can do about the Orphanage, or about my health. As much as I don't want to let you go, i'm not your mother or your Aunt. You have to go and find them Fret..." I kept stumbling on my words, "B-but where am-am I supposed to go?"

She kneels down to me and says straight to my face, "Remember those things you did that just felt right Fret? Those are called Instincts... when you look for your parents, you're going to be using your instincts a lot. Help anypony that needs help, save anypony that needs to be saved. Helped them like you helped me Fret..." What about her though? "What about you Airene? Who's going to take care of you?" She laughs softly, "This stubborn unicorn isn't going to kick the bucket yet..."

She pats my head and she leads me outside. She gives me my old basket, back when I was just a little foal, it still had my blanket and strangely, it had some of my favorite Apple Pies in there. "I'm sorry it has to be this way Fret but... you have to leave me. Leave Oaksville. Go to the Library's and read what you think will help Fret... i've been to many and it's amazing what you can find in them. Be careful Fret... I doubt i'm going to see you again... All I can hope for is that you find your family Fret" She turns me around, "Fight for what you believe in Fret... you're a brave colt, and i'm sure your parents are waiting for you to come home" She pushes me and her voice died with the wind "Go Fret... Find your parents" I looked back and the Orphanage looked like it was boarded up with Wood and it looked completely abandoned. I looked forward and I saw a path that lead into a beautiful open field, the sun shining on the horizon. "Alright... Mom... Dad... I'm coming Home..." I spoke to myself as I walked the road that could lead me in the right direction.